I'm sorry Mr. Williams...

i went downtown this morning to buy some new clothes. all my pants are ratty and stained, so i figured i could use some new stuff.

so i'm at macy's and i'm trying to buy three items, when the retail clerk tells me i can get 10% off if i sign up for a macy's card. so i fall for it, because 10% is going to be like 8 bucks... i never should have done it.

not because those cards are a rip, but because the clerk was a moron. i fill out my little info card and give it to him, he calls up someone on the phone and starts giving them my info. then he accidentally sets the bag of clothes down on the phone and disconnects himself. so he calls back and gets someone else. instead of just starting over, he goes through this 10 minute ordeal of trying to get the other lady back, which fails, and eventually just starts over.

so meanwhile i'm standing there in the tommy jeans section feeling out of place and very annoyed. tommy jeans actually makes one pair of pants that i saw that i liked, but (like every other piece of their clothing) it a huge walking billboard. if they'd stop putting their brand name all over their shit, i'd buy it.

i bought bright orange socks.

i had to go into molvig's office today to FTP something for him. he's been trying to do it for the last day and failing. i wasn't there for more than 2 minutes. i don't get it. the guy is supposed to be a reseracher in computer simulations, so you'd think he'd know the ins and outs of simple computer applications...

i had to do it anyway because the files were for my presentation. speaking of which, i'm leaving the day after tomorrow and the presentation is only half done!

...so i spent the rest of the day working on it.

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