| I Must Be Seeing Things |
Monday, August 19, 2002
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Boy, talk about seeing things. I don't know what they put in the water here, but both Co-worker buddy and I have been having tricks played to our eyes of late. Oh wait, I only drink bottled water so maybe it's not the water. Go figure. In any case, when I took Braden with
me to the grocery store Saturday night, we were going down the frozen
foods aisle and noticed that the Again, I find the pizzas, and sure enough, the price again says, "5 for $10." At least that's what I thought anyway. Having a better selection here, I stock up on three supremes and two half supreme/pepperoni pizzas. Why we always buy the specified amount is beyond me. I mean, nowhere does it say we have to buy exactly five pizzas. Or when it's 4 for $1, we buy four, or when it's 2 for $1, we always buy some multiple of 2 - never an odd number. Why is that? The supermarket advertising staff sure have us pegged, that's for sure. Anyway, I get up to the checkout and the cashier scans the pizzas, only they come back as being $5 each! Thinking that perhaps the discount will be taken off at the end (as it sometimes is), I don't say anything and wait for my final total. Now that my groceries have all been bagged up (including the pizzas), the total comes back, and it didn't take off the extra discount for the pizzas. "Oh boy," I think, "now I'll get the pizzas free because they had a pricing error!" "Excuse me, but aren't the pizzas supposed to be 5 for $10?" I ask somewhat sheepishly. The cashier looks over my receipt and then glances toward the frozen food aisle. "Umm, I don't think so," she replies, "I think they are 2 for $10." I turn and look where she's looking, and there's a sign in plain sight. The very same sign I looked at not more than a few minutes ago. It distinctly says... "2 for $10." Oops. I feel like I just got smashed into little bitty pieces and wanted to crawl into the nearest hole. Even the bagboy commented that he thought that would have been an exceptional deal. I apologize to the cashier and ask her to take the pizzas back. Damn. I hate it when that happens. Good thing I was shopping late at night without a huge line of people behind me. Today while Co-worker buddy and I were at Walmart picking up paint for my Bit Char-G track, we were waiting in line to check out when he spied one of those wonderful literary pamphlets that are usually displayed at the checkout counter. You know the ones I'm talking about, "1001 Baby Names," or "What does your name mean?" or "Buy this absolutely worthless piece of garbage so we can scam you for every penny we can earn." But the one Co-worker buddy saw happened to be, "Why Cats Sulk?" Only that he saw it as, "Why Cats Suck?" He even commented that he thought if that was the case, they could have written an encyclopaedia about that. But at least he caught himself and realized he was seeing things before he had to pay for the item. It sure would have been embarassing had he thought it said, "Why Cats Suck?" and went to purchase it thinking that, and then after having it rung up, realizing that it wasn't the book he thought it was. "Excuse me," he would have to say, "I thought the book was about why cats suck, not why cats sulk. I don't think I want it anymore." Could you just imagine that? Sure would have made the cashier's day I'm sure. I may be nearsighted and blind as a bat without my glasses, but rarely do I mis-see things as badly as I did the other night. I guess sometimes no matter what things say, once your mind decides what it should say, then you have no choice but to think that unless proven otherwise. Now if it was a "5 for $10" deal on "Why Cats Suck?" - now that would be the deal of the century indeed.
miles biked so far this year: 281.3
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