grumble grumble
Three lanky kids came to the box office and the biggest one asked for three adult tickets and one child.
I said, "only one of you is under thirteen years of age?"
She said, "yes!"
I said, "are you
sure
you don't mean three kids and one adult?"
"Yes!"
So I rang up the tickets but a few minutes later when I saw an adult approaching the box office with some tickets I knew exactly what she wanted.
"You gave us the wrong tickets."
"I thought they looked awfully short for thirteen-year-olds but she said three adults and one child."
very snippy now, "they're
kids
."
"I asked if she was sure she didn't mean three kids and one adult..."
"
they're kids
."
(laughing) "Maybe they're still too young to order their own tickets."
"No.
YOU
misunderstood them."
(no longer laughing) "That must be it."
bitch
THE UNIVERSE DOES NOT THINK YOUR KIDS ARE SPECIAL, LADY. SEE A WENER HERZOG MOVIE SOME TIME. ALSO TEACH THEM TO DETECT THEIR OWN INCOMPETENCE.
It's really all tying together today.
Sean, how's your back today?
It's feeling much, much better. It really was just the hauling around too much stuff over one shoulder thing. I've gone out of my way yesterday and today to not carry so much, and nothing with a shoulder strap. After a couple of hot showers and an okay night's sleep, it's feeling pretty good.
Sparky - where are these beach photos of puppy vs sand? I sigh. I wait.
OK, this is annoying and creepy:
For a while, I was getting recorded phone calls trying to collect a debt from some guy named Dax Carson. I just googled him. He does live in Seattle. I thought "eh, he probably had my phone number before". I finally got a number to call them back, and told them he doesn't live here.
I just got another automated call from the same company (it would seem) for someone ELSE (Barb Henderson).
WTF??
Is this the new collections tactic? Just start randomly attempting to collect your debts from
whoever?
I dub this the Stewie Griffin maneuver.
Okay, that's reaching. It was a reference to Stewie just calling every number in sequence to find his home number.
At least I can detect my own humor incompetence.