What to say, what to say

I am back. Did ya miss me? I missed all of you. By all I mean all one of you. Hell, I don't even read this shit. Of course, it is constantly running through my brain. I have to remember to NOT listen to the voices, but sometimes they can be so compelling. Drive into the light!!!!

Here is the story of Crappy Tire, aka Canadian Tire. I like these GE indoor flood light bulbs for our pot lights. I have had trouble with their light bulbs before and complained. I had a single 25W globe bulb not work when I put it in new. Now, I may or may not have (I admit nothing) dropped the thing before installing it. Anyway to make a long boring story a shorter boring story, I got $20 in coupons for "free" GE light bulbs. To me that could be a business, I pay $3 for 4 bulbs, use three have one dud, and get coupons for $20 in merchandise. Sweet! in my pathetic little world.

Okay, I run into this problem again, though this time I did not drop them for certain, when a bulb burns out in the kitchen. I go to replace it but the bulb sounds like there is something loose in there. Sure enought, it does not work, but the other and last bulb I have works. I call GE to complain and the customer service woman and I play some phone tag for a couple of days. She is very nice when I get in contact with her. There is a file on me, I am thinking that is not a good sign. Anyway, she sends me off more coupons as again the deal is sweet. I pay $2.50 for a bulb that does not work and get $20 in merchandise.

I go to the Crappy Tire at Lawrence Square, or is that Felony Square, to get the bulbs. I grab three boxes of two bulbs and head to the cash. I hand the coupons to the cashier. She looks at them and says she has never seen those before. Somehow she seemed to think that I actually cared about what she had seen before. I need to know her fucking life story? Then she says that I am supposed to send them into GE. I look at her and say, "NO. You are." I am thinking at this point that if she is correct then why didn't GE just send me twenty bucks, but nevermind. Anyway, she stares at the things for another minute, shrugs her shoulders and tells me she does not know what to do. I looked at her, said "Unbelievable!" and told her to forget it.

Now, I am sitting in the fucking dark typing this! I cannot go back there. I grew up in retail. That kind of service was unthinkable to me. I would never have done that and that is the standard I hold all cashiers and clerks to. Now, I have to find a different Crappy Tire to buy my bulbs from or find those GE bulbs elsewhere. Why does life have to be so hard?

I didn't say it was a good or interesting story. I just said it was a story. So from the darkness, I wish you all a fine time. I will admit that this thread just sucked big time. BTW, I am only kidding about the "life being hard" stuff. It is not a big deal, but once I turn off this computer I can guarantee I will walk into some furniture that I could not see. I guess that will be my fault and I cannot blame some cashier at Crappy Tire, then again maybe not. Ciao