Wherein I Return To Form

[Jester]

Sure Budweiser's a beer. In the same sense that Yugo's a car, William Hung is a singer, and McDonald's is a restaurant. Sure, it's a cheap, badly made version that no one with discriminating taste or a functional tongue enjoys, but technically, by the strictest definition of the word, it's still a beer.



Several years ago at a party in northern California....

JESTER: "Hey, can you grab me a beer?"
FRIEND: "Sure."
--comes back with a can of Bud Light--
JESTER: "Bud Light? Really?"
FRIEND: "Look pal, you got two choices: Bud Light, or Bud Light."
JESTER: "Well, in that case, thank you for this cold and refreshing Bud Light!"

I'm just thankful they weren't Heineken fans...I would have died of thirst!

[BroSCFischer]

You....What?

SC: “I accidently entered a $20,000 sale into the computer went I meant to enter $200. Can you get a tech to fix it for me?”

That’s actually quite impressive. I mean I could see accidently entering 20 or 2000 maybe. But 20,000? You work at a gas station. So that actually had to bypass the part of your brain that should have went “Well there’s no way anyone bought $20,000 of gas”. It even got passed the part that should have went “Did someone just fill up a jetliner?” and prompted you to look outside for some form of passenger aircraft.

My guess: He hit 00 instead of 0 when he went to key in 2-0-0. Either that or hit 2-0-0-0-0 when he meant to hit 2-0-.-0-0 on the pad. I still have yet to figure out why anyone would key the zeroes after the decimal, but I watch my boss do it almost daily.


How in the world did that come about?

^-.-^

I think Andara is on the right track here. What I think happened was the cashier accidentally hit the double zero one time too many. For a $200.00 sale they would hit it twice (they normally don't have to hit a decimal). If they accidentally double hit it the second time, and hit "Enter" without double checking, it would be $20,000.00.

An that's what I bet happened (especially if it is a newbie).

SC

[Kanalah]

I must admit I have a Visa Oops.

As in "Oops this fabric was awesome and on sale!"

I think my husband thinks it's a Visa Dammit.

And actually along that thread...my dad had a friend when I was growing up that he went to gaming conventions with with two black labs, named "Don't" and "Dammit".

[AccountingDrone]

My dad snored - I would occasionally sleep in the basement when visiting in the summer [no air conditioning] and I could clearly hear him snoring through his closed door, 2 intervening floors and the closed door of the basement, with the basement TV on. Unfortunately I inherited the snoring. [and neither of us has sleep apnea. I had a sleep study done by my PCP, and then the cardiologist at Yale wanted me to have one because he walked in on me while I was snoring away while admitted and he couldn't believe I didn't have apnea. Not only do I not have apnea, I can call my sleep / awake schedule practically down to the minute. I have a very annoying version of segmented sleep, made worse by medication forcing me into 2 nap attacks during the day, usually half an hour after my morning meds, and half an hour after my 1 pm meds. I go to sleep normally after my 9 pm meds.]

I have a small box of earplugs in my luggage. Rob also snores and can sleep in machinery spaces while the diesel is running. I doubt armageddon would keep him awake

[Jay 2K Winger]

Ah, snoring. I'm familiar with it. I'm sure I snore now.

I know my parents snore. Or did, before they did a sleep study and found out they both suffer from sleep apnea and got CPAP machines.

Before that, Dad's snoring sometimes sounded like Chewbacca. (I swear to God.)

But Mom's snores actually shook the floor of my bedroom. (Which is right above theirs.) She insisted it was Dad, but I just pointed out that he was out of town that week.

Then, of course, it was the dog's fault.

[manybellsdown]

My dad too, Jay. Snored like a jet plane at takeoff. The CPAP is positively silent in comparison.

[Evandril]

Yeah, I've made the 200 - 20000 mistake before, when moving from a register that automatically put the decimal in to one that didn't. And normally when I'm putting in an amount, it's type-enter, so the mistake tends to register as I'm hitting enter *sighs* Luckily, the manager was good with voids I did used to like putting in 100+ over the amount given to me, watch the customer's eyes get wide

[Ironclad Alibi]

Budweiser. Is not. A beer.

Last night I bought a beer for a friend, who said he wasn't picky about the brand. When I asked the bartender for a beer, he informed me I had two choices, Budweiser and Miller Lite. As I am adverse to drinking anything with the word "Lite" in its name, I bought him a Budweiser. He thanked me, but I noticed he didn't have a second one.

[Talon]

Figuratively and literally. Back to work, injury healed up ( as best they do anyhow ) and time to clear out the backlog. Both this week and the stuff I was too mangled to post last week. So today's a double feature. ;p

Glad to have you back and well.

Truly, This Is An Emergency

SC: “I’ve got a problem with the tenant that lives next door to me.”

Ah, that is unfortunate. What can I do for you?

SC: “She snores very very loudly.”

"You are giving away our position to the enemy!" /M*A*S*H

[Sapphire Silk]

Sure Budweiser's a beer. In the same sense that Yugo's a car, William Hung is a singer, and McDonald's is a restaurant. Sure, it's a cheap, badly made version that no one with discriminating taste or a functional tongue enjoys, but technically, by the strictest definition of the word, it's still a beer.

Bud was my first experience with beer. I didn't drink it again for at least 10 years, it was so disgusting. It wasn't until I had my first experience with microbrewed beers that I realized that beer actually can taste not only good, but wonderful.

OH, and btw, yes you really are transparent. Ever since your reaction to how I used my bourbon glasses for juice

[Gravekeeper]

How in the world did that come about?

I have absolutely no idea. I answered a call, a little girl on the other end mumbled something I couldn't make out, I said "I'm sorry, what was that again?" and she told me to shut my fucking mouth. I had a moment of "...I so did not hear that right" and said "Pardon?" and she told me to shut my fucking mouth again.

>.>

Never have any of your stories touched me so deeply, so personally, so honestly. Godspeed to you, Gravekeeper. And godspeed to Matt, clearly my kindred soul.

I had the Adagio for Strings playing in my head as the Skytrain pulled out of view.

GK, I don't think you fully appreciate how bad such a situation can be. Now, I have never had a neighbor snore so loudly that I couldn't sleep, but I have known some people that snored so loudly I would have no doubt that their neighbors would be able to hear them clearly.

Oh, I know. My step-dad use to snore like a tractor rubbing one out. But I would never dream of calling the maintenance emergency line to ask them to do something about it. ;p

[Jay 2K Winger]

Bud was my first experience with beer. I didn't drink it again for at least 10 years, it was so disgusting. It wasn't until I had my first experience with microbrewed beers that I realized that beer actually can taste not only good, but wonderful.

I don't drink very much. Unlike most of my peers, I didn't drink until I turned 21 on Dec. 6, 2002. (To the point of actually declining a bit of wine that Thanksgiving.) And the first beer I had was a Budweiser that Dad bought me at a local bar. He pointedly got me a "not very good beer" to have as my first, so I'd know better beer when I tasted it.

Even so, I usually only drink on rare occasions-- or after an especially rough day-- and when I'm on vacation in OBX.

[Jester]

I had the Adagio for Strings playing in my head as the Skytrain pulled out of view.

Classic.

My step-dad use to snore like a tractor rubbing one out. But I would never dream of calling the maintenance emergency line to ask them to do something about it.

Okay, not the best course of action, I'll grant you. But I dare say a lot of people, yourself and I included, can certainly understand the motivation, not to mention the frustration that was its root.

[Seshat]

Putting On A Show
( Every. Last. One of them does this. )

SC: “<groan> yes good morning <cough cough hack> I cannot <groan> come to work”

Last month, I had to cancel an appointment while developing laryngitis. I didn't have to say very much!

"Hi, I'm Seshat, I need to cancel..."

"Save your voice, I can hear why. Let me look you up... ah, there. Do you want to rebook?"

<affirmative yes-like noise>

I know you can be sick without sounding sick (As far too many of us do!). But just occasionally, life throws you a bone and you really sound sick - while having just enough voice to actually say stuff!

[Andara Bledin]

The last time I lost my voice, I went to see my doctor, but didn't make an appointment (HMO, I usually end up with urgent care types of issues), and the receptionist berated me for not calling to make an appointment.

I can sound like just about anything on the phone, but my work just doesn't care. A timely call in, a reason, and an expectation of return are all they really care about.

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