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I do try to like people. I honestly do. Trust me, if I didn't there would be many more impaired people in this world. But you have to admit there are some times when that angel on my shoulder whispering "Ignore that crowbar in the corner" doesn't sound too convincing. There are days when I'm fairly certain someone is constantly standing just out of view saying "Ok, what else drives her abso-fuckin-lutely insane?"
This morning I let my OCD self loose; I took some time to compare prices for my text books in an obsessively organized fashion. It killed some time and it led me to believe Amazon was a good choice. Enter the assault of uninformative, vague, and poorly designed websites. Amazon falls under the category of vague and uninformative (which are often the same, so I'm being a tad redundant). The prices? Phenomenal. Hell, some of my books were only a few dollars. The delivery rates? Vague and unacceptable. "Sometime around September 11". Wow, that's useful.
Now, most would say "Well, moron, you should have ordered your books earlier, huh?" Valid point. Don't worry, one of the people in my head thought of it too. Unfortunately ASU didn't. The halfwits in charge decided it would be far more fruitful to tell me I owed them some mysterious charge for the past seven months rather than actually tell me what ANY of my required books were. The kicker? They're the ones paying for everything. So thanks, ASU, for reminding me that I owe you such and such amount that is really only part of a larger sum that you owe me.
Ok, I suppose thanks to this wonderful work of dickery, I have no choice but to order from the bookstore. At least I know I'll get my books on time, right? Of course. That is, if I could figure out the muddled mass of redundancies and unnecessary statements that flood the ASU website. "About ASU's Bookstore: We are a store that sells books at several of ASU's campuses." Thanks cheif, I'm in college so I certainly can't deduce that ASU's Bookstore sells books to ASU students. It makes me wonder.
At this point, I'm currently assuming that my order has been placed, and that I am to retrieve my books (which may or may not be what I requested) and will be at that point be rid of all of my money. Fan-freaking-tastic. That is the only conclusion I can reach with the information I've been given.
I hate college already.
Is that all for today's ordeals with the obscenely obtuse? Of course not. I wouldn't have an excuse for using assonance so appropriately, then, would I?
Let's put it this way: I've come up with the following idea (and I actually hope I'm not the first to think of it):
The next time you or anyone I know begins considering doing something completely asanine with their money I offer you this alternative. Give it to me. Now this probably sounds rather forward, but hear me out. I'm a damn stickler when it comes to money, and you're clearly just wasting it anyway, so put it to use. Give it to me, I'll save for a car, for some further education, for something. But for the love of Are You There God, It's Me, Margeret, let me spare you the humiliation and put the money to some use - all at the same time.
Christ people.
Here's a lighter note. I made an amazing fucking shot in Wii Golf today. Trust me, astounding.
That is all.
This morning I let my OCD self loose; I took some time to compare prices for my text books in an obsessively organized fashion. It killed some time and it led me to believe Amazon was a good choice. Enter the assault of uninformative, vague, and poorly designed websites. Amazon falls under the category of vague and uninformative (which are often the same, so I'm being a tad redundant). The prices? Phenomenal. Hell, some of my books were only a few dollars. The delivery rates? Vague and unacceptable. "Sometime around September 11". Wow, that's useful.
Now, most would say "Well, moron, you should have ordered your books earlier, huh?" Valid point. Don't worry, one of the people in my head thought of it too. Unfortunately ASU didn't. The halfwits in charge decided it would be far more fruitful to tell me I owed them some mysterious charge for the past seven months rather than actually tell me what ANY of my required books were. The kicker? They're the ones paying for everything. So thanks, ASU, for reminding me that I owe you such and such amount that is really only part of a larger sum that you owe me.
Ok, I suppose thanks to this wonderful work of dickery, I have no choice but to order from the bookstore. At least I know I'll get my books on time, right? Of course. That is, if I could figure out the muddled mass of redundancies and unnecessary statements that flood the ASU website. "About ASU's Bookstore: We are a store that sells books at several of ASU's campuses." Thanks cheif, I'm in college so I certainly can't deduce that ASU's Bookstore sells books to ASU students. It makes me wonder.
At this point, I'm currently assuming that my order has been placed, and that I am to retrieve my books (which may or may not be what I requested) and will be at that point be rid of all of my money. Fan-freaking-tastic. That is the only conclusion I can reach with the information I've been given.
I hate college already.
Is that all for today's ordeals with the obscenely obtuse? Of course not. I wouldn't have an excuse for using assonance so appropriately, then, would I?
Let's put it this way: I've come up with the following idea (and I actually hope I'm not the first to think of it):
The next time you or anyone I know begins considering doing something completely asanine with their money I offer you this alternative. Give it to me. Now this probably sounds rather forward, but hear me out. I'm a damn stickler when it comes to money, and you're clearly just wasting it anyway, so put it to use. Give it to me, I'll save for a car, for some further education, for something. But for the love of Are You There God, It's Me, Margeret, let me spare you the humiliation and put the money to some use - all at the same time.
Christ people.
Here's a lighter note. I made an amazing fucking shot in Wii Golf today. Trust me, astounding.
That is all.