Liquid Gold!

I'm not one for ranting usually ... but something bugs the crap out of me. We all complain about the cost of gas these days. I don't like it any more than the next super cool blogger guy. However, its not the only expensive liquid that pisses me off. What's the deal with printer ink for cripes sake?? Seriously ... why is it that an effing ink cartridge costs as much or more than the printer that I'm sticking it in ... the ink cartridge that is?

So I go into my local Office Depository store to buy a replacement cartridge and ... true story ... I go to the register to make my purchase and there is this lady there bitching about how all the ink cartridges that are on the shelf were expired. EXPIRED!!?? The poor guy that was dealing with her was taking it like a champ. I felt sorry for him. For some reason this lady was looking at the manufacture/warranty date on the box and kept telling the guy that it was an expiration date. I'm no genius, but I DO know that today's date is going to be greater than the date the package was manufactured. She went as far as to tell him that she just bought a cartridge from the store the day before and when she put it into her printer, her computer scrolled a message at the bottom of the screen telling her that the cartridge was expired. REALLY!!?? A scrolling message?? WOW! Grandma missed her meds that day. Try as the guy may, he could not convince her that there is no expiration for ink unless the package is opened and the cartridge used ... since technically the ink is sealed until the moment that you put it into the printer ... so it could perhaps dry out over time. The guy was nice enough to switch the ink cartridge for her and told her to come back if that scrolling message told her to.

The State of America Today ...

So I went to Home Depot to get a new lock for my door. I needed the key that I currently use to match the new door lock. No problem ... Home Depot can do that. I take it to the key area and ask the dude to re-key the lock for me. After a few minutes, he gives me back my box with the lock in it and then remembers that he needs to mark the fact that he re-keyed the lock and for the cashier to charge me for it. Now, I'm no spelling whiz or anything ... but shit ... at least I come close to the right spelling. Check out what the guy wrote:



"Rey Keyd" ... that's hillarious! Now, just too mention, the guy realized that he made a mistake in the "Keyd" portion because his original spelling was "Keed" ... and he quickly overwrote one of the Es with a Y. Much better!!

I always enjoy going to the Home Depot ... where they are always putting the POT in Depot. Word! Peace out!!