Excuses, Excuses
Rather foolishly I said I would post a Sunday strip either Saturday night or Sunday at some point. As it is now Monday afternoon and I've not even started drawing it, I'm running just a wee bit behind schedule. On the other hand, I spent the time playing with my kids and I think that was by far the better use of my time. Also, I've a miserable cold (almost certainly from the kids) and so it was much less taxing to read stories and do arts and crafts with the older one while the younger practised rolling over and gurgling happily, than it was to try to focus on drawing.
I will get around to it, possibly today, especially now as I've just installed my funky new graphics tablet and might not have to fuss about with scanning and stuff. I made up my mind to get a basic one, but upon arriving at the store decided to go for the slightly more professional one, which was twice the price. I took it to the counter and it came out at the lower price. I thought about keeping quiet, but couldn't do so, and the clerk called another staff member over to double-check the price. Her computer also showed the lower price, so they both shrugged and said that perhaps it was on sale: they had to go with the price the computer quoted.
Ah, the infallibility of the stock computer. Having come clean about the actual price of the item, I figured that right then wasn't the time to mention that my brother-in-law was the software developer for their point-of-sale interface and warehouse management software.
I will get around to it, possibly today, especially now as I've just installed my funky new graphics tablet and might not have to fuss about with scanning and stuff. I made up my mind to get a basic one, but upon arriving at the store decided to go for the slightly more professional one, which was twice the price. I took it to the counter and it came out at the lower price. I thought about keeping quiet, but couldn't do so, and the clerk called another staff member over to double-check the price. Her computer also showed the lower price, so they both shrugged and said that perhaps it was on sale: they had to go with the price the computer quoted.
Ah, the infallibility of the stock computer. Having come clean about the actual price of the item, I figured that right then wasn't the time to mention that my brother-in-law was the software developer for their point-of-sale interface and warehouse management software.