Aug 27, 2006 21:32
I love Costco. It's the only store I know of where employees will actually give you the coupons you never noticed when you were buying your items. The woman checking items on the way out was like, "Go to that counter and get your eight bucks back." Sweet.
I walked in to work last week and noticed a message from the boss telling us not to use the internet for personal use on company time. My first thought is that someone in the newsroom finally got caught using MySpace during the day.
There are some things you truly don't care to see -- like, say, your friends drunkenly going after each other with their leather belts. Several of us went out and drank in order to remove the visual from our minds. Dodson just seems to get a kick out of being a masochist. It was an odd way to spend Mary Ann and Frank's last weekend in town, but it was at least ten times better when actually getting to the bar. Mary had her best friend from grade school come up from Santa Barbara to join us -- the best friend is a head-turner, and sadly taken. The best moment was when said friend was dropped off by her mother, exactly when Dodson was going slightly nutty while the rest of us demanded he take a shower -- half-naked, non-showered, nearly nude man observed by forty-something woman.
Later, Kasey said, "Oh, my mom loved that. She walks right in and sees ass."
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