Ever have one of those days when things just don't go right and then, bam! Things go exactly right? For me, this morning: I overslept (something I very, very rarely--almost never--do), so I was running later than normal to work (also something I never do, but, if possible, do even less often than oversleeping, because I have a lot of extra time built into my morning, so I can usually skip stuff and make up lost time). Then I couldn't find anything clean and ironed to wear. And I had to take my second cup of coffee to go. And I almost forgot to feed my cat. And, and, and...I was still on track to get to work early, just not as early as usual. I was walking up to the office building, past the parking garage, which was rather noisy. Because all of my coworkers were standing around in the garage. Because there was an electrical fire in the building. We stood around for a while, then decided to grab breakfast while we waited. As we finished, we got word that... no work today. The fire blew out the transformer, so there's no power to the building. And, no work from home, because...there's no power to the building, which means the server room is down. So, I magically have a day off. I know, not really magic, but it feels that way. And, I realized that I use "it's magic" to describe a lot of things I can't explain. Which reminds me of Clarke's third law: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. Although, I use it for stuff like: Why's it snowing? But, my favorite "magic" items:
1. My iPhone. I feel guilty, being "one of those people," but I freakin' looooove my iPhone. Like, don't know how I lived without it, love it. I never felt the need to have a cool phone before it, but, but... now I can call people and check my email and look at stuff online and play games and find the name and artist of songs on the radio and check the news and the weather and, and, and... awesome. Who'd've thunk, even ten years ago, that I'd be able to do that from a tiny little thing like the iPhone. It's magic.
2. My automatic coffee maker. Another thing in the thought-I'd-never-want/need-it category. Sure, I have to feed it the coffee grounds and water the night before, but when I get out of the shower, there's hot coffee waiting for me. The genius that thought of that has my undying affection.
3. DVR. I can pause TV and fast forward through commercials. Sure, you could do that before with a taped show, but this is possible before the show is even over. And, I don't have to remember what night a show is on, because the DVR will and it'll magically appear on my list. It's like it can read my mind. Which, I'm okay with, because TV is an essential part of my existence.
4. Cameras. Now I'm kicking it old school, but... it just freezes a moment in time. Or, if you're Amish: it captures your soul (or something like that). But really, it's better than memory, it's what actually was there at that moment in time. I swear, I'm not high right now (or ever), but that just blows my mind, in a lot of ways.
5. Cloning. Yeah, like Dolly the Sheep. It seems to make sense that, if it's been done once (the original), it can be done again (the clone). But, it's not that simple, huh? After the invention of copying machines for paper...came the technology for living things. Weird, but not: all rolled into one.
30 December 2008
26 December 2008
13: Christmas Cookies I Have Loved
Not all of these are inherently Christmas cookies, per se. Some are just cookies that, for some reason, my friends and family make only around the holidays. I should point out: I love cookies. Especially my mom's cookies, but pretty much all cookies. In fact, I took a day off work to go to my mom's house and bake cookies all day. I had cookies for lunch and cookies for dinner (yes, an entire meal, both times...it's amazing I didn't lapse into some sort of sugar-imbalance coma). So, cookies = good, in my world.
1. Peppermint bark. Mint cookies are more Christmasy, I think, for some reason. Because it's cold outside? And mint is cooling and refreshing? That logic seems to point to summertime mint cookies, but...peppermint bark is decidedly Christmastime, in my world. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, peppermint candies...delish!
2. Peanut butter bark. It closely follows its peppermint cousin. Same general concept, same level of awesome. Every year at Christmas, there are two containers in the fridge: peppermint and peanut butter bark. I don't think I'd know what to do with myself without them. Seriously, barring all other cookie baking (which I consider important, but not essential), the barks must. be. made. Every year.
3. Apricot confections. They're a legacy of my paternal grandmother. They've got dried apricots and almond slivers and a sugary sweet glaze thing going on. And, for as long as I can remember, they've always been made in the same holly-patterned mini-muffin liners. A classic sign of Christmas.
4. Pecan sandies. Enough of the not-quite-cookies for the list, pecan sandies are cookie delightfulness. I love nuts (that's a loaded statement...), and powdered sugar. And these are often made just bite-sized enough. Plus, you can never go wrong with shortbread, which leads me too...
5. Checkerboard cookies. Chocolate and vanilla shortbreads, two of each, it a four-square shortbread cookie. They're one of my mom's favorites, and with good reason. Like I said, shortbread is amazing (other than all that butter...or because of it, I suppose). And these cookies aren't overly sweet, so they're a good compliment to other treats that are.
6. Peanut butter surprises. Y'know, the little peanut butter cookies with a mini peanut butter cup in the middle. Again, there's really nothing that screams "Christmas" about these, but that's when they get made in my world.
7. Rolo cookies. Chocolate cookie with a rolo in the middle, rolled in pecan pieces. So that you get a caramel filled cookie. I have no idea who came up with the idea, but I'd like to thank them. That person is a hero among heroes. I have a cousin who does a big Christmas cookie baking project every year, and these are among the cookies they make. So, now I associate them with Christmas cookies.
8. Star brownies. Another favorite of my mother's (aw, who am I kidding, we both love cookies, pretty much all cookies). This is a special brownie recipe that only comes out at Christmas time and a special star-shaped cookie cutter that is really a brownie cutter, since it's used for nothing but these brownies. And, each little star has a red or green M&M in the middle.
9. Snowballs. A new classic. And the snowball thing fits the Christmas theme, so we know when to make 'em... Maraschino cherry, with shortbread cookie coating, white chocolate layer and rolled in coconut. The things seriously look like little snowballs. But, they taste much better.
10. Thin mints. Not the Girl Scout cookie, but fashioned after it. My best friend's mom made these one Christmas in high school and I've been a fan ever since. Once again, it's minty, so it gets that Christmas designation for some unfathomable reason.
11. Mint candies. I have never met the person who makes these, but they're buttery little mint candies and they're probably the most unhealthy thing on the list (and that's saying something). Oh, but they melt in your mouth and taste oh so delightful.
12. Gingerbread cookies. The classic. And, I just got ABC (already been chewed) cookie cutters for Christmas. They're gingerbread men with bites out of various body parts. I might have to break some rules and make some post-holiday gingerbread men.
13. Molasses cookies. I saved the best for last. Oh my goodness, I'm not sure I can begin to explain my deep, deep love of these cookies. Here's an example: I told my mother I wasn't coming to Christmas if there weren't molasses cookies. And we both knew I was serious. I mean, it's not that there was ever any question and I ended up making them myself when I was over there on my marathon cookie day, but...LOVE. And they're molasses so they're wintertime only. But I love them so much (in case you hadn't picked up on that). In fact, excuse me, I need to go get one...
1. Peppermint bark. Mint cookies are more Christmasy, I think, for some reason. Because it's cold outside? And mint is cooling and refreshing? That logic seems to point to summertime mint cookies, but...peppermint bark is decidedly Christmastime, in my world. Dark chocolate, white chocolate, peppermint candies...delish!
2. Peanut butter bark. It closely follows its peppermint cousin. Same general concept, same level of awesome. Every year at Christmas, there are two containers in the fridge: peppermint and peanut butter bark. I don't think I'd know what to do with myself without them. Seriously, barring all other cookie baking (which I consider important, but not essential), the barks must. be. made. Every year.
3. Apricot confections. They're a legacy of my paternal grandmother. They've got dried apricots and almond slivers and a sugary sweet glaze thing going on. And, for as long as I can remember, they've always been made in the same holly-patterned mini-muffin liners. A classic sign of Christmas.
4. Pecan sandies. Enough of the not-quite-cookies for the list, pecan sandies are cookie delightfulness. I love nuts (that's a loaded statement...), and powdered sugar. And these are often made just bite-sized enough. Plus, you can never go wrong with shortbread, which leads me too...
5. Checkerboard cookies. Chocolate and vanilla shortbreads, two of each, it a four-square shortbread cookie. They're one of my mom's favorites, and with good reason. Like I said, shortbread is amazing (other than all that butter...or because of it, I suppose). And these cookies aren't overly sweet, so they're a good compliment to other treats that are.
6. Peanut butter surprises. Y'know, the little peanut butter cookies with a mini peanut butter cup in the middle. Again, there's really nothing that screams "Christmas" about these, but that's when they get made in my world.
7. Rolo cookies. Chocolate cookie with a rolo in the middle, rolled in pecan pieces. So that you get a caramel filled cookie. I have no idea who came up with the idea, but I'd like to thank them. That person is a hero among heroes. I have a cousin who does a big Christmas cookie baking project every year, and these are among the cookies they make. So, now I associate them with Christmas cookies.
8. Star brownies. Another favorite of my mother's (aw, who am I kidding, we both love cookies, pretty much all cookies). This is a special brownie recipe that only comes out at Christmas time and a special star-shaped cookie cutter that is really a brownie cutter, since it's used for nothing but these brownies. And, each little star has a red or green M&M in the middle.
9. Snowballs. A new classic. And the snowball thing fits the Christmas theme, so we know when to make 'em... Maraschino cherry, with shortbread cookie coating, white chocolate layer and rolled in coconut. The things seriously look like little snowballs. But, they taste much better.
10. Thin mints. Not the Girl Scout cookie, but fashioned after it. My best friend's mom made these one Christmas in high school and I've been a fan ever since. Once again, it's minty, so it gets that Christmas designation for some unfathomable reason.
11. Mint candies. I have never met the person who makes these, but they're buttery little mint candies and they're probably the most unhealthy thing on the list (and that's saying something). Oh, but they melt in your mouth and taste oh so delightful.
12. Gingerbread cookies. The classic. And, I just got ABC (already been chewed) cookie cutters for Christmas. They're gingerbread men with bites out of various body parts. I might have to break some rules and make some post-holiday gingerbread men.
13. Molasses cookies. I saved the best for last. Oh my goodness, I'm not sure I can begin to explain my deep, deep love of these cookies. Here's an example: I told my mother I wasn't coming to Christmas if there weren't molasses cookies. And we both knew I was serious. I mean, it's not that there was ever any question and I ended up making them myself when I was over there on my marathon cookie day, but...LOVE. And they're molasses so they're wintertime only. But I love them so much (in case you hadn't picked up on that). In fact, excuse me, I need to go get one...
16 December 2008
11: Orbitz Flavors I Have Tried and My Opinion Thereof
I'm back! I've been busy with work and life stuff and trying to find time to get enough sleep. And during that, I've been chewing a loooooooot of gum. It's a stress relief/oral fixation thing for me, but I've been so obsessively chewing gum for the past three weeks that I think I need to take a break, because my jaw is sore and I don't want to aggravate my TMJ.
1. Bubblemint. Possibly my favorite gum ever. It's like chewing an adult version of childhood. It tastes like bubblegum, but has a refreshing mint tinge to it. And it lasts forever, like mint/bubblegum-flavored stuff does.
2. Raspberry mint. My second favorite. I didn't actually mean to list these in preference order, but those're the first two that came to mind. Sadly, this one doesn't last too long, but it's lovely while it does.
3. Wintermint. I forget if it's peppermint or spearmint or both or something else. It's a regular mint-type gum.
4. Crystal mint. I'll admit, I bought this one because the name makes it sound like some sort of illicit drug, but that was only the initial attraction. The ongoing attraction? It tastes like the white Lifesaver mint things. And a adore those.
5. Strawberry mint. It's a limited edition, which makes me nervous, because I rather like it. It's fruity and most fruity gums don't last too long while you're chewing them, but this one has lifespan. And it's tasty.
6. Citrus mint. Disappointing. I really wanted to like it, but it had a weird flavor. And lost all flavor pretty quickly.
7. Sangria fresca. The only one without mint in its title. And, I just tried it because a coworker had some. And it's disgusting, so he was trying to give it away. It has an absolutely bizarre flavor at first, but then it sort of tastes like citrus mint after a while. And that's not a good thing.
8. Mint mojito. It kinda makes me feel like I'm drinking. I know there's no alcohol in the gum and it's probably mostly that I know it's called "mojito," but, still....tastes like an adult beverage. Not bad, but not good for chewing at work. I'd imagine trying to explain that you weren't drinking on the job, just chewing gum could be dicey.
9. Sweet mint. Weird. Not really good or bad, but...odd. Very, very sweet. Which isn't unexpected, given its name, but still... odd flavor for a gum.
10. Spearmint. Kind of delightful. I tend to forget how much I really like the spearmint flavor. Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised by this one.
11. Peppermint. Eh, okay. Just sort of mint gum, in my mind. Sometimes you want that, but I think I'd pick spearmint for my plain mint gum needs.
1. Bubblemint. Possibly my favorite gum ever. It's like chewing an adult version of childhood. It tastes like bubblegum, but has a refreshing mint tinge to it. And it lasts forever, like mint/bubblegum-flavored stuff does.
2. Raspberry mint. My second favorite. I didn't actually mean to list these in preference order, but those're the first two that came to mind. Sadly, this one doesn't last too long, but it's lovely while it does.
3. Wintermint. I forget if it's peppermint or spearmint or both or something else. It's a regular mint-type gum.
4. Crystal mint. I'll admit, I bought this one because the name makes it sound like some sort of illicit drug, but that was only the initial attraction. The ongoing attraction? It tastes like the white Lifesaver mint things. And a adore those.
5. Strawberry mint. It's a limited edition, which makes me nervous, because I rather like it. It's fruity and most fruity gums don't last too long while you're chewing them, but this one has lifespan. And it's tasty.
6. Citrus mint. Disappointing. I really wanted to like it, but it had a weird flavor. And lost all flavor pretty quickly.
7. Sangria fresca. The only one without mint in its title. And, I just tried it because a coworker had some. And it's disgusting, so he was trying to give it away. It has an absolutely bizarre flavor at first, but then it sort of tastes like citrus mint after a while. And that's not a good thing.
8. Mint mojito. It kinda makes me feel like I'm drinking. I know there's no alcohol in the gum and it's probably mostly that I know it's called "mojito," but, still....tastes like an adult beverage. Not bad, but not good for chewing at work. I'd imagine trying to explain that you weren't drinking on the job, just chewing gum could be dicey.
9. Sweet mint. Weird. Not really good or bad, but...odd. Very, very sweet. Which isn't unexpected, given its name, but still... odd flavor for a gum.
10. Spearmint. Kind of delightful. I tend to forget how much I really like the spearmint flavor. Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised by this one.
11. Peppermint. Eh, okay. Just sort of mint gum, in my mind. Sometimes you want that, but I think I'd pick spearmint for my plain mint gum needs.
09 December 2008
3: Wacky Things People Do
Yes, yes, people do wacky things all the time. It's part of what keeps me smiling. But some of the wacky things people do fall outside of the norm and make me feel the need to chronicle them.
1. Wear shorts and a tank top. Okay, in and of itself, not weird. In 31 degree (Fahrenheit) weather? Downright nutty. I ran a 5K on Sunday and it was, literally, freezing out. And running is one of those thing that, although it might be miserably cold out, you need to keep in mind that you'll be working up a sweat and don't want to wear too much clothing, because then you might get chilled if you sweat too much. But, I was fine in my pants, three shirts, jacket, ear-cover thingy and gloves. The dude in shorts and a tank top? I dunno how he fared, I just saw him at the starting line, but... I hope he didn't get frostbite. Seriously, short-shorts, tight tank top (it was an old guy, natch, with spindly legs and arms) and he looked like he was already sweating. Maybe... yeah, I've got nothing.
2. Park halfway on the sidewalk. Heading home from the 5K, we're stopped at a stop sign and look to the right. And there's an old, beat-up, low-end two-door sedan (not that any of that is pertinent, other than that it made the car stand out anyway) parked at the close end of the block. And, it was parked just about halfway on the sidewalk next to the road. Like, it was at a 45 degree angle to the road. Maybe...it was dark when the driver parked? So dark that s/he couldn't see the road?
3. Sing loudly while walking. Coming home from work last night, I was rather exhausted and just wanted to get home, grab a bite to eat, curl up with a book and fall asleep early. So, it wasn't the most peppy walk home. At about a block from my apartment, I hear the dude coming in my direction singing. Loudly. Like, shout-singing. Some sort of hip-hop/rap type song, but I could tell what. Interesting. As I get to within about 10 feet of him, he busts out: "I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time." Dude was belting out some J. Lo. Totally, totally awesome. I'm glad it was dark out, because I grinned the whole rest of the way home (which was about half a block).
1. Wear shorts and a tank top. Okay, in and of itself, not weird. In 31 degree (Fahrenheit) weather? Downright nutty. I ran a 5K on Sunday and it was, literally, freezing out. And running is one of those thing that, although it might be miserably cold out, you need to keep in mind that you'll be working up a sweat and don't want to wear too much clothing, because then you might get chilled if you sweat too much. But, I was fine in my pants, three shirts, jacket, ear-cover thingy and gloves. The dude in shorts and a tank top? I dunno how he fared, I just saw him at the starting line, but... I hope he didn't get frostbite. Seriously, short-shorts, tight tank top (it was an old guy, natch, with spindly legs and arms) and he looked like he was already sweating. Maybe... yeah, I've got nothing.
2. Park halfway on the sidewalk. Heading home from the 5K, we're stopped at a stop sign and look to the right. And there's an old, beat-up, low-end two-door sedan (not that any of that is pertinent, other than that it made the car stand out anyway) parked at the close end of the block. And, it was parked just about halfway on the sidewalk next to the road. Like, it was at a 45 degree angle to the road. Maybe...it was dark when the driver parked? So dark that s/he couldn't see the road?
3. Sing loudly while walking. Coming home from work last night, I was rather exhausted and just wanted to get home, grab a bite to eat, curl up with a book and fall asleep early. So, it wasn't the most peppy walk home. At about a block from my apartment, I hear the dude coming in my direction singing. Loudly. Like, shout-singing. Some sort of hip-hop/rap type song, but I could tell what. Interesting. As I get to within about 10 feet of him, he busts out: "I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time." Dude was belting out some J. Lo. Totally, totally awesome. I'm glad it was dark out, because I grinned the whole rest of the way home (which was about half a block).
07 December 2008
5: Reasons I Love Snow
I'm a "grown-up" now and, thus, I think, supposed to dislike snow. This, along with many, many things I'm "supposed to do," is not the case. And I feel the need to defend my adoration for snow. It snowed last night and I was delighted. Others, not so much. So, I'll now lay out my case. I only cover the important, hard-hitting topics here.
1. Snow is pretty. I feel pretty, oh, so pretty... Okay, not like that. But really, snow is rather majestic in its first-fallen, covering-everything-ness. A fresh, clean blanket. I'll concede that it then gets shoveled and plowed and peed in (by dogs, hopefully not humans...) and isn't quite so pretty. But everything has its moments. I think snow's prettiness is... pretty. (See how well I make an argument?)
2. Snow is cold. I like cold. Much better than hot. Cold you can bundle up against and, if you're still cold, come inside and eat soup or drink hot chocolate or cuddle under a blanket. Plus, with snow, which is cold, you can build igloos that are warm. Very awesome.
3. You can go sledding in snow. Okay, so you also need a hill and a sled, but those are easily enough found. Snow--snow is unique. Playing in the snow is such a good workout, too. But, moreover, the joy of sledding down a hill? That's unmatchable.
4. You can have snowball fights in the snow. Not mean, hurtful snowball fights, but fun, light-hearted battles. Or Buddy-the-Elf attacks. I'm not so good at the latter, but enjoy snowball fights (when not caught off guard or attacked, say, on my way to work).
5. I don't have to drive in the snow. Okay, so that's not a reason I like snow, but more of a reason why I don't dislike snow. I think that, if I had to drive in it, snow might lose some of its joy. But, I walk to work, so I don't have to worry about cleaning off my car or driving or delays.
1. Snow is pretty. I feel pretty, oh, so pretty... Okay, not like that. But really, snow is rather majestic in its first-fallen, covering-everything-ness. A fresh, clean blanket. I'll concede that it then gets shoveled and plowed and peed in (by dogs, hopefully not humans...) and isn't quite so pretty. But everything has its moments. I think snow's prettiness is... pretty. (See how well I make an argument?)
2. Snow is cold. I like cold. Much better than hot. Cold you can bundle up against and, if you're still cold, come inside and eat soup or drink hot chocolate or cuddle under a blanket. Plus, with snow, which is cold, you can build igloos that are warm. Very awesome.
3. You can go sledding in snow. Okay, so you also need a hill and a sled, but those are easily enough found. Snow--snow is unique. Playing in the snow is such a good workout, too. But, moreover, the joy of sledding down a hill? That's unmatchable.
4. You can have snowball fights in the snow. Not mean, hurtful snowball fights, but fun, light-hearted battles. Or Buddy-the-Elf attacks. I'm not so good at the latter, but enjoy snowball fights (when not caught off guard or attacked, say, on my way to work).
5. I don't have to drive in the snow. Okay, so that's not a reason I like snow, but more of a reason why I don't dislike snow. I think that, if I had to drive in it, snow might lose some of its joy. But, I walk to work, so I don't have to worry about cleaning off my car or driving or delays.
04 December 2008
5: Things I Have Come Across This Week
A bug, money and three signs.
What, you want more? Fine.
1. A bug. I'm innocently sitting on my sofa watching TV Monday night and one of those creepy thousand leg creepy, creepy, creepy bugs (did I mention it was creepy?) went running across my floor. Now, bugs don't generally bother me, but for some reason those thousand-leg thingies FREAK ME OUT. So, I called over my cat. Who proceeded to PLAY WITH THE BUG. Not kill it, like I wanted her to. No, no, I had to do that. Sigh.
2. Money. Ten dollars in the back pocket of a pair of work pants. All folded up into a tiny little square. I have no idea from whence it cometh. Y'know how usually when you find money in a pocket or somewhere, you remember putting it there after you find it? Not this. And I'd just worn the pants like a week before, so...'tis a mystery!
3. A sign. In a window on my way to work is a stop sign that says "Santa! Stop here!" I have no idea why, but it cracks me up. Like, kid: Santa comes down the chimney. Not through the front door. C'mon, now.
4. A sign. At the PA border: Mile 0 0/10. Okeydoke, I guess that's where Pennsylvania starts. But couldn't you put a sign that says, like "Pennsylvania/Maryland Border" or something like that? Also, the Mason-Dixon line is about 50 feet farther south. Weird. Isn't THAT supposed to be the state border? Were Mason and Dixon wrong? If so, why is this not more widely know. I mean, 50 feet here, 50 feet there, next thing you know, I live in Canada. (Okay, that might be a bit of a stretch...)
5. A sign. (I saved the best for last.) "Do-It-Yourself...Dog Washing" WHAT?!?! Are you serious, random building along Route 1, because... I have one of those at home and I don't even have a dog. It's called a bathtub-and-a-bottle-of-shampoo. Or a hose-and-a-bottle-of-shampoo, depending on the time of year. Sigh, to what is this world coming?
What, you want more? Fine.
1. A bug. I'm innocently sitting on my sofa watching TV Monday night and one of those creepy thousand leg creepy, creepy, creepy bugs (did I mention it was creepy?) went running across my floor. Now, bugs don't generally bother me, but for some reason those thousand-leg thingies FREAK ME OUT. So, I called over my cat. Who proceeded to PLAY WITH THE BUG. Not kill it, like I wanted her to. No, no, I had to do that. Sigh.
2. Money. Ten dollars in the back pocket of a pair of work pants. All folded up into a tiny little square. I have no idea from whence it cometh. Y'know how usually when you find money in a pocket or somewhere, you remember putting it there after you find it? Not this. And I'd just worn the pants like a week before, so...'tis a mystery!
3. A sign. In a window on my way to work is a stop sign that says "Santa! Stop here!" I have no idea why, but it cracks me up. Like, kid: Santa comes down the chimney. Not through the front door. C'mon, now.
4. A sign. At the PA border: Mile 0 0/10. Okeydoke, I guess that's where Pennsylvania starts. But couldn't you put a sign that says, like "Pennsylvania/Maryland Border" or something like that? Also, the Mason-Dixon line is about 50 feet farther south. Weird. Isn't THAT supposed to be the state border? Were Mason and Dixon wrong? If so, why is this not more widely know. I mean, 50 feet here, 50 feet there, next thing you know, I live in Canada. (Okay, that might be a bit of a stretch...)
5. A sign. (I saved the best for last.) "Do-It-Yourself...Dog Washing" WHAT?!?! Are you serious, random building along Route 1, because... I have one of those at home and I don't even have a dog. It's called a bathtub-and-a-bottle-of-shampoo. Or a hose-and-a-bottle-of-shampoo, depending on the time of year. Sigh, to what is this world coming?
02 December 2008
2: Oddly Timed Questions
I went to the bank today. Exciting, right? Well, actually, I went to outside the bank: the ATM. I needed some cash and, well, the ATM had what I needed. I've been to this ATM before, we're friends (it's the closest one to work/home for me). I did my thing, stuck my card in, entered my pin, selected my withdrawal, etc. Then I was getting ready to be done and BAM! Wacky question.
1. "Would you like to buy stamps?" From the ATM? No, I think I'll go half a block down and buy them from the Post Office, thank-you-very-much. I mean, I suppose, if the Post Office were closed, maybe. But, I rarely have stamp emergencies. And, the lobby of the Post Office is always open with their own stamp dispensing machine, so that's always an option too. So, no, when I'm making an ATM withdrawal, I just want cash.
2. "Would you like bacon with that?" From the Wawa hoagie ordering-machine (yes, that's the technical term for it). This has bothered me for years. No, I.do.not.want.bacon.on.my.tuna.salad.hoagie. Or on my roast beef hoagie. Or cheese hoagie. Or Italian hoagie. Are we detecting a pattern yet? No bacon on hoagies for Sara. I like bacon and all, but...there's a time and a place for everything, folks.
1. "Would you like to buy stamps?" From the ATM? No, I think I'll go half a block down and buy them from the Post Office, thank-you-very-much. I mean, I suppose, if the Post Office were closed, maybe. But, I rarely have stamp emergencies. And, the lobby of the Post Office is always open with their own stamp dispensing machine, so that's always an option too. So, no, when I'm making an ATM withdrawal, I just want cash.
2. "Would you like bacon with that?" From the Wawa hoagie ordering-machine (yes, that's the technical term for it). This has bothered me for years. No, I.do.not.want.bacon.on.my.tuna.salad.hoagie. Or on my roast beef hoagie. Or cheese hoagie. Or Italian hoagie. Are we detecting a pattern yet? No bacon on hoagies for Sara. I like bacon and all, but...there's a time and a place for everything, folks.
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