Day #27 - 11/11/97 - 7:21PM

Ya know, it's a lot easier writing a radio show than writing this diary. Stuff in the news spurs me on and the bits come naturally. But, what's so funny about cleaning out the leaves from a gutter? Okay, now you know the highlight of my day. Well, not exactly the highlight. I also closed the vents on the house, put a hose away, moved some sawed logs and prepared 4 packages of tapes and resumes. Oh, but STUPID ME: I stuck the tapes and resumes out in the mailbox this morning and couldn't figure out why the mailperson never came to pick them up. DUH! Veteran's Day! DUH! Being unemployed softens your brain.

But, that's not what I want to talk about today. I'm really sick of shopper cards. Every god-blessed supermarket has their own damn free card. They want you to have it. They insist that you have it. They ask for it everytime you buy a freakin' tube of toothpaste. What? No shopper card? Then you can't get your damn discount now, can you? Come on: apply for your damn shopper card so next time you can!

Shop THIS.

I actually had to go a round with a cashier at the market today because I didn't want one.

"Do you have your shopper card?"

"No."

"Oh....are you from out of town and just passing through?"

"No. I just don't have one. My wife has one."

"Oh....well, you can have one, too."

"No. I don't want one. I have too many cards in my wallet as it is."

"I see. Did I mention it's free?"

"I DON'T WANT ANY DAMN SHOPPER CARD! I'LL PAY EXTRA EVERY DAMN TIME I COME HERE JUST SO I DON'T HAVE TO EVER APPLY FOR OR CARRY YOUR DAMN SHOPPER CARD, OKAY?"

"Okay, but if you change your mind........"
"AHHHHHHHH!!!"
You know what's worse? Trying to buy something at Radio Shack. That's right: no double-A battery for you until they enter your name and address in their damn computer. Why doesn't Radio Shack have an express lane? You know: 3 items or less and you don't have to wait for the guy to put your personal history into their damn computer!

I like being unemployed. It means I have less money to spend in stupid stores.