Sunday night
Jun. 15th, 2003 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
same_skyToday's Father's Day in the US, and we finally got caught up on Mother's Day at the same time. We took the parents a computer as a combined gift. Too bad we gave Angie our spare monitor. :) Anyway, I think they were reasonably pleased. At the very least.. it's better than a gift card to somewhere, right? :) Speaking of gift cards.. we now have the $200 gift cards from JCPenney. (Magnus got them through points from an online training thing at work, if you don't remember.) The program didn't end when it was supposed to, though, so he's still actually accumulating points.. we'll see how much we'll end up with. (This is a major source of excitement for bored boys at work.) It's pretty neat, but the problem, of course, is that we don't really want to buy anything at JCPenney. Troublesome. If we'd known we didn't have to spend the points right away, we might have used them for something else, but we thought that the money-equivalent would be the best use of what we had to spend at the time. Anyway. I certainly won't complain. We're thinking about using the money to buy Christmas presents. Isn't that boring and responsible of us? Ugh.
Hateful Old Man apparently came in yesterday to the store. He came in once before and told me that the place had sure went downhill since it changed hands. This was just a week or two after they bought the place. Yesterday, there was a much more direct attack. He bought some tomatoes. Mom asked if that would be all and he informs her that that was all he could find fit to eat, that the stuff we had wasn't worth taking home, as it would just have to be thrown away, and again mentioned how the change in ownership affected the place. Dad told him that he was trying his best to keep good merchandise, and the old man has the balls to say that he wasn't doing a very good job. Ahem. There are two interesting things about this conversation. First of all, we're getting our produce from exactly the same people as Cliff did... except that Dad keeps on them about sending fresh stuff and actually drives several hours to get the best stuff at least twice a week himself and fruit is finally coming in season. And what's more.. when they bought the place, most of the stuff wasn't in the best of shape. Every day, you need to go through the store, looking for rotten things, and at first, I was pulling out boxes of stuff directly from the shelves ever day. Now, except for the peaches and pears (which go bad overnight) I tend to just find a few shriveled apples now and then. We've changed storage methods so that stuff looks better and lasts longer, and suddenly this guy comes out of nowhere saying that things are WORSE than they were when we took over? I don't understand what people like that get out of doing things like that. First, to be so blatantly talking out of his ass and not knowing a single thing about what he was saying, and mostly.. why the hell did he stop? We're not the only place in town that sells tomatoes. ;) I can think of at least five other places off the top of my head within a five mile radius. So why take time out of your day to come in to such a horrible place just to be mean to someone? It doesn't make sense. It's counter-intuitive. (Actually, it's not really counter-intuitive, but in our household, "counter-intuitive" is synonomous with "fucked up". That's due to a comedy act by Sabrina Matthews. If you haven't heard her, it would be worth looking for an mp3.. she's one of our two favorite comedians, along with Lewis Black.)
Now, on to my scrapbooking project briefly. I posted this in the comments of my last entry, so I might as well link to it here. If you look at them, be kind.. these are just the first three layouts that I've done. Digital scrapbook layouts. Shaping up to be a fun little hobby, and well, Magnus and I like them, at least. And Harvey. Harvey loooves my scrapbook pages. I have a cute picture of my niece edited and ready to go in a layout, but I'm not sure when that'll happen. Annoner day. Wednesday. Right now it's time I go off to bed. *sigh* Wish it was Friday again.
Hateful Old Man apparently came in yesterday to the store. He came in once before and told me that the place had sure went downhill since it changed hands. This was just a week or two after they bought the place. Yesterday, there was a much more direct attack. He bought some tomatoes. Mom asked if that would be all and he informs her that that was all he could find fit to eat, that the stuff we had wasn't worth taking home, as it would just have to be thrown away, and again mentioned how the change in ownership affected the place. Dad told him that he was trying his best to keep good merchandise, and the old man has the balls to say that he wasn't doing a very good job. Ahem. There are two interesting things about this conversation. First of all, we're getting our produce from exactly the same people as Cliff did... except that Dad keeps on them about sending fresh stuff and actually drives several hours to get the best stuff at least twice a week himself and fruit is finally coming in season. And what's more.. when they bought the place, most of the stuff wasn't in the best of shape. Every day, you need to go through the store, looking for rotten things, and at first, I was pulling out boxes of stuff directly from the shelves ever day. Now, except for the peaches and pears (which go bad overnight) I tend to just find a few shriveled apples now and then. We've changed storage methods so that stuff looks better and lasts longer, and suddenly this guy comes out of nowhere saying that things are WORSE than they were when we took over? I don't understand what people like that get out of doing things like that. First, to be so blatantly talking out of his ass and not knowing a single thing about what he was saying, and mostly.. why the hell did he stop? We're not the only place in town that sells tomatoes. ;) I can think of at least five other places off the top of my head within a five mile radius. So why take time out of your day to come in to such a horrible place just to be mean to someone? It doesn't make sense. It's counter-intuitive. (Actually, it's not really counter-intuitive, but in our household, "counter-intuitive" is synonomous with "fucked up". That's due to a comedy act by Sabrina Matthews. If you haven't heard her, it would be worth looking for an mp3.. she's one of our two favorite comedians, along with Lewis Black.)
Now, on to my scrapbooking project briefly. I posted this in the comments of my last entry, so I might as well link to it here. If you look at them, be kind.. these are just the first three layouts that I've done. Digital scrapbook layouts. Shaping up to be a fun little hobby, and well, Magnus and I like them, at least. And Harvey. Harvey loooves my scrapbook pages. I have a cute picture of my niece edited and ready to go in a layout, but I'm not sure when that'll happen. Annoner day. Wednesday. Right now it's time I go off to bed. *sigh* Wish it was Friday again.
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Date: 2003-06-17 07:19 pm (UTC)Thank you very much for the compliment on the layouts. They're not much compared to some of the ones I've seen online, but they'll do, I think. Looking forward to seeing yours!