Comments on: Twas the Day After Christmas…now what? http://earthtodave.com/wp/2006/12/26/twas-the-day-after-christmasnow-what/ Musings from a warped mind... Mon, 07 Mar 2011 15:58:31 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: floralhater http://earthtodave.com/wp/2006/12/26/twas-the-day-after-christmasnow-what/comment-page-1/#comment-27 floralhater Wed, 27 Dec 2006 23:38:05 +0000 http://earthtodave.com/?p=15#comment-27 Don't be down on yourself. You're a typical male. My husband would rather give the brand new "stuff" to goodwill than go return anything. He would ask me "what do I do if they say no, I can't return it?". I'm like "Demand to see the manager!!" I can actually see him shrink in size. Jeeze!! I am woman!! Hear me roar!! No problem is too big for me!! Seriously!Anyway, all's well in post holiday world. Life is good. Yada yada....See ya!! Don’t be down on yourself. You’re a typical male. My husband would rather give the brand new “stuff” to goodwill than go return anything. He would ask me “what do I do if they say no, I can’t return it?”. I’m like “Demand to see the manager!!” I can actually see him shrink in size. Jeeze!! I am woman!! Hear me roar!! No problem is too big for me!! Seriously!Anyway, all’s well in post holiday world. Life is good. Yada yada….See ya!!

]]> By: Dave http://earthtodave.com/wp/2006/12/26/twas-the-day-after-christmasnow-what/comment-page-1/#comment-26 Dave Wed, 27 Dec 2006 02:28:02 +0000 http://earthtodave.com/?p=15#comment-26 Dear Floralhater, Early or late, in my mind it's still PUNISHMENT going to "THAT STORE". The robot-like workers are even worse during the odd hours. I once went to "THAT STORE" in the wee hours of the morning. There is an entire subculture that goes on there. Zombie-like creatures (very human in appearance) were pushing carts stacked high with boxes of....stuff.....all over the store. I tried to stop one to ask him a question. He turned and looked at me with a glazed look in his eyes. To the best of my recollection, he had no iris or pupils in his eyes....they were all WHITE. I don't even want to know what happened to him. I grabbed the item and made a bee-line for the registers. NONE were staffed by humans! Only TWO "self-checkout" lines were open. Several real-live human customers nervously glanced over their shoulders while standing in line at these checkout stands. Nobody knew what to think, other than "I have to buy this stuff and get outta here!" I scanned my items like I was playing "beat the clock". Within seconds, I ran for the parking lot, vowing never to return to "THAT STORE" again during odd hours. I'll take the "deprogrammed humanoid" workers any day. They at least SEEM more human. Perhaps the throngs of "real human" shoppers made me feel more comfortable. Standing in line, misery loves company. ...at least I THINK they were human. I really don't want to know. Floral, you're braver than I am.  Please pass the fork...... --Dave Dear Floralhater,
Early or late, in my mind it’s still PUNISHMENT going to “THAT STORE”. The robot-like workers are even worse during the odd hours. I once went to “THAT STORE” in the wee hours of the morning. There is an entire subculture that goes on there. Zombie-like creatures (very human in appearance) were pushing carts stacked high with boxes of….stuff…..all over the store. I tried to stop one to ask him a question. He turned and looked at me with a glazed look in his eyes. To the best of my recollection, he had no iris or pupils in his eyes….they were all WHITE. I don’t even want to know what happened to him.

I grabbed the item and made a bee-line for the registers. NONE were staffed by humans! Only TWO “self-checkout” lines were open. Several real-live human customers nervously glanced over their shoulders while standing in line at these checkout stands. Nobody knew what to think, other than “I have to buy this stuff and get outta here!” I scanned my items like I was playing “beat the clock”.

Within seconds, I ran for the parking lot, vowing never to return to “THAT STORE” again during odd hours. I’ll take the “deprogrammed humanoid” workers any day. They at least SEEM more human. Perhaps the throngs of “real human” shoppers made me feel more comfortable. Standing in line, misery loves company.

…at least I THINK they were human. I really don’t want to know.

Floral, you’re braver than I am.  Please pass the fork……
–Dave

]]> By: floralhater http://earthtodave.com/wp/2006/12/26/twas-the-day-after-christmasnow-what/comment-page-1/#comment-25 floralhater Wed, 27 Dec 2006 01:35:45 +0000 http://earthtodave.com/?p=15#comment-25 Dave - I'll have you know that I was at THAT store at 7:00 this morning and had THAT cashier process my returns. Yes, 7:00 AM! Why, you ask? Well, I am fully aware of the hideous scenario you spoke of and I thought I could forfeit sleep in exchange for no line. It worked too! There was no one in line yet! At least I couldn't see anyone through the slits that were my eyes. Not only did we hit THAT store this morning, but my bored children BEGGED to go to the mall to spend gift cards, and I caved and took them. I was pleasantly surprised at the lack of crowds there too. Very interesting. Anyway, as soon as we got home I stripped the tree of ornaments and vacuumed up thousands of dropped needles and waited impatiently for my husband to chuck the tree outside so I could get my house back! Whew! I'm exhausted! I can't wait to get back to work tomorrow for a nice rest.... Dave – I’ll have you know that I was at THAT store at 7:00 this morning and had THAT cashier process my returns. Yes, 7:00 AM! Why, you ask? Well, I am fully aware of the hideous scenario you spoke of and I thought I could forfeit sleep in exchange for no line. It worked too! There was no one in line yet! At least I couldn’t see anyone through the slits that were my eyes. Not only did we hit THAT store this morning, but my bored children BEGGED to go to the mall to spend gift cards, and I caved and took them. I was pleasantly surprised at the lack of crowds there too. Very interesting. Anyway, as soon as we got home I stripped the tree of ornaments and vacuumed up thousands of dropped needles and waited impatiently for my husband to chuck the tree outside so I could get my house back! Whew! I’m exhausted! I can’t wait to get back to work tomorrow for a nice rest….

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