I’m no Toys ‘R’ Us Kid
Aiden got a present from a family member who lives out of town for Christmas and unfortunately it did not work. It clearly came from Toys ‘R’ Us so we swung by to Exchange it for another this afternoon.
As we approached the Service Desk they had not one but two 8 1/2 by 11 pieces of paper taped to the light that read a “Receipt is Required for all Returns and Exchanges”. I couldn’t believe that in today’s world any store would require a receipt for a like exchange. So I waited in line to confirm the policy. Aiden was really bummed so I told him that if they would not exchange it, I would buy him one to replace it.
Indeed they will not accept any toy for an exchange even when it clearly came from their store and they have it in stock …without a receipt. I explained that it was from a relative out of town and of course we had no receipt. They could not be of any help.
So while we are still at the counter, Aiden asked if he could go ahead a pick something else out or get a new one to replace it. I told him loud enough for anyone in a six foot radius to hear. We’ll get a new one Buddy but I’m certainly not going to give Toys ‘R’ Us any of my money.
We went around the corner to Best Buy and Aiden picked out a new game for the Wii.
Geoffery Can Take a Hike
As far as I’m concerned, I will never buy another thing from Toys ‘R’ Us most of their stores have already been closed and the ones they have are inconvenient as it is. I’m not sure if this is a corporate policy or just something this one store choose to do but to not accept a like for like exchange at Christmas is absolutely unbelievable. Good Bye!
Wedding in Progress, Please be Considerate
So the boys and I tokk our bikes to Lake Benson park in Garner, NC. There they have a 1.2 mile paved bike trail that is mostly flat and it’s a great place to ride with the boys.
On our second circuit we noticed some people setting up a bunch of white chairs. By the start of our fourth circuit they were still setting up but the placed a sign in the middle of the bike path clearly meant to disuade people from going any further that said Wedding in Progress – Please be Considerate.
I find it ironic that someone can be so insanely self-absorbed to actually hold a wedding next to a bike path and expect to be able to close down a bike path in a public park. Please be considerate indeed.
So on our way back to the truck we had ride up the road instead of the bike path and Wesley was almost run over the rednecks coming into the park for the wedding.
If you choose to hold an event in a public park don’t expect the public to stop using it.
File That One Under Dumb
So I’ve finished moving into my new desk at work. I was getting some things set up yesterday and I was trying to pull a group of hanging file folders out of the back of the bottom drawer of my desk.
The group of files was stuck and they were not going to move. So instead of investigating the source of the wedge, I decide “I’m going to muscle them out”. As I did the 4 inch section of files did eventually come loose. Unfortunately for me the potential energy I had stored in them as I wrenched them out of the drawer quickly became kinetic energy as the group of files rotated and the top of the folders smashed into my face. In particular, into my nose.
Had this been the end of the story it would not have been worth telling. So now, having been hit in the face, my first reaction was to lower my head and quickly pull the weapon (stack of folders) away from my face. Can you see where I’m going? Maybe this illustration will help:
That doesn’t help let me zoom in a little closer:
When I instantly lowered my head and simultaneously withdraw the weapon (ala Steve Erwin) one of the metal hooks caught the inside of my nose and tore through the edge of the nostril toward the peak of my nose making my nostril about 25% wider. OUCH!
Of course I thought I just hit myself in the face until the blood started pouring out of my nose. Luckily a co-worker, Judy B . . my angel of mercy, came running when she heard the string of profanities leave my cubical. She quickly got paper towels as I cupped the blood under my nose.
Thankfully there is a hospital across the street and after the bleeding slowed and it became apparent that stitches were in order, I drove myself to the ER where the nurse, Pam, and the doc gave me a hard time about losing a fight to a hanging folder.
Two hours and six stitches later I was back at work.
To be sure that I would not fear the need to file again, I jumped right back on that horse and filed another 10 documents. Yeah Me!
File that one under dumb!
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