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March 18, 2005
Slanted Closed for Business. Will return when we actually publish something. Posted by Melissa Price at 12:59 PMMarch 17, 2005 Tourette's Happens Don't you know that you are a sewer-star, don't you know? Don't you know that you are a sewer-star, and all the world will love you just as long, as long as you are, a sewer-star. So he call me and is all like you're not going there are you? And I'm all like where? Where you not want me to go? I'm already here. Boy stupid as shit. Thinks I won't go 'cause he don't want me to. I don't go nowhere I go ... shit I go where I want, and it's nowhere he wants me to be I don't give a shit! Hella stupid, hella stupid. So I gots to go girl, 'cause he callin' again. Yeah, it's him. No, I can see his number. The boy a fool. I know he love me but he gots to chill. Shit. I go where I want. Yeah girl, bye. ... Hello?? Posted by Melissa Price at 08:02 PMMarch 16, 2005 This is my wedding plan City Hall in a sari, Gerbera daisy bouquet, lunch at Chevy's, book-shopping at Green Apple, back home with a bunch of DVDs and a black forest cake from Schubert's. Posted by Melissa Price at 06:35 PMI'll hang out a shingle Arctic Foxes and Polar Bears Welcome Here Come on in, take a bath. Don't kill me, I'll make you laugh.... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, not quite as bad as the Rice song, but pretty damned close. If you help keep people sick, depressed, and broke they won't have the time, energy or presence of mind to imagine a better country, let alone to take the action necessary to build that better country. Slanted: Stating and re-stating the obvious! Posted by Melissa Price at 10:00 AMMarch 14, 2005 Minutiae Russian women rule! They're warm, opinionated, and have amazing senses of humor. A sweeping statement, but true nonetheless. Blockbuster does not rule. Granted everyone already knows this. Granted I shouldn't have rented those two movies after months of not having rented anything AND just before our GreenCine membership kicked in. Still, I have a grievance. When I rented said movies, the cashier asked if I understood Blockbuster's new policy. I said no. He explained it to me. No late fees! Ever! (Same as their ad campaign.) Wow, NetFlix must be killing 'em, I thought. And thanked him for the explanation. I toddled off happily with my movies: DeLovely (it wasn't) and Shaun of the Dead (which was killer). Yesterday Ron squinted at the videos. I said cheerfully. "It's okay! There are no late fees!" Ron: "Uhhhn, I noticed that they charged your account $18." "What??!!" Today I went to Blockbuster to return the videos. On my way in I read a sticker on the front counter that said, in miniscule print, something to the effect of: There are no late fees. However if you keep the rentals XX days beyond their due date we will charge you a sales fee. Harumph! What followed isn't worth detailing, except for these choice bits: "Your ad campaign and your cashier led me to believe that there were no late fees." "You weren't charged a late fee." "Yes I was. I was charged $18." "That isn't a late fee--that's a SALES fee." "It's a late fee." "You were charged a sales fee because you never returned the videos." "I'm returning them now, late." The manager overhears the exchange and comes over to explain the policy. "I understand the policy now, after reading the fine print. The point is, your ad campaign and your employee both misled me. I was led to believe that there would be no late fees." "That wasn't a late fee. That was a SALES fee." Repetition, repetition, repetition. "OK, you know what, Blockbuster has just lost my business. Though I realize that threatening to take away business from Blockbuster is kind of like threatening to sink the Titanic." Yes, I was proud of that one. "I can see why NetFlix is kicking your butts." Manager: "That's not true!" Refrain: Keep petty squabbles alive! Posted by Melissa Price at 05:11 PM
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