sappatoti
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Joined: 10/30/2006 From: the edge of darkness... Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: instynctive A Rant. So after a really good appointment in a larger Maine city, the family and I were on our way home. On a whim, I decided to stop at a local hardware store to purchase an ash bucket, something we really need because of the amount of wood we're burning this year. I have been keeping an eye on WalMart and a few other "discount" places for said ask bucket, but to no avail. With great rejoicing, I immediately spotted a whole shelf of ash buckets! What luck! Such fortune! True, they were galvanized, but beggers cannot be choosers. I walked to the display shelf and looked at the price. $41.99. That's right. That's *not* a typo. FOURTY FUCKING ONE DOLLARS AND NINETY-NINE FUCKING CENTS FOR A FUCKING PIECE OF TIN FUCKING SPOT WELDED ONTO ANOTHER PIECE OF TIN!! $41.99. When the FUCK did we invade Australia? Or is it Brazil? As I was leaving the store, disgusted with today's economy, a rather snooty-sounding employee asked if I'd found what I was looking for. I reponded: "Yup, but not that that price." Ugh. Okay, rant over. Please return to your regularly scheduled program(me). :-) Hmm... how about a simple metal trash can; one of the smaller sizes. Wouldn't that work? They're pretty inexpensive and some have tight-fitting lids.
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Never mind the man on the edge of the darkness... he means no harm... "Community, Identity, Stability." ~ A Brave New World, Aldous Huxley, 1932 If you don't like my attitude, QUIT TALKING TO ME!
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