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Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Thanks, Sparky!
I'll add my thanks, too. I didn't know they had anything like that, but I should have guessed it. Public libraries are notoriously underfunded and rebuilding is going to be a major project. I'm always up for helping out. It was one of the things in the military that I hated most, the first thing to go whenever the Republicans cut funding was the base libraries. And when you're overseas, that sucks major ass.
It looks like they are trying to discourage the donation of actual books because of storage issues. That's too bad. I am thinking I am going to have to get rid of a lot of books if we get this apartment, because there isn't as much storage.
I'm actually surprised they're accepting book donations -- and I say this as a librarian -- since there are still so many repairs to do that they don't seem to have the shelves to put them on.
I have 7 bags of books to send. I basically decided I could clean my shelves off of everything I could possibly part with, but I think I'll send their acquisitions dept a list of titles. What they don't want, I'll give to the library book sale here and donate as cash what it would have cost to mail them to NO.
Typical call from Rapidly Prepared Food chain, for me:
Them:
Um, the receipt printer is not working, and we have to print receipts.
Me:
Did you check the cables?
Them:
No. Can't you fix it? The last time I called in they fixed it quickly.
Me:
Could you look in the back of the register to see--
Them (To staff):
Goddamn it! SOMEONE DO SOME WORK! THAT F-ING BEEPER ON THE FRIES IS GOING OFF! AND YOU TWO! I'M NOT PAYING YOU TO HOLD UP THE WALLS! GO BUS TABLES OR SOMETHING!
Me:
---
Them:
I'm not touching the register. I don't know anything about that stuff. Just fix it.---Goddamn it Janie, get to the f-ing drive through!
Me:
No really, I just need you to make sure all the cables from the printer to the register are connected tightly....
Them:
Oh, Okay. (Walks away... Noises....)
GODDAMIT! WHO Unplugged the printer from the back of the register!
(Noises, cursing) Okay. I guess the cable came unplugged somehow. It's working now. Bye! [click]
me:
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Go back far enough, and you can see me and Cass!It's like a voodoo picture, you post it and I am living in Portland! Presto. Though there is no darling Lilybean to play with here so I will have to get myself to Seattle soon, as well.
beth, take care of that finger. I hope it heals quickly. Dinner sounds fabulous.
I got rid of a ton of books before I moved. Actually I got rid of a ton of everything. But I wasn't smart enough to do anything but just take them to the local African-American Alliance thrift shop because they were the nicest and actually took donations. So they got all my stuff which should bring them in a hefty amount of money.
Mom is leaving China soon. She'll be back around 5:30 (board time) tomorrow afternoon. A little safe and comfortable travel~ma flung into the universe would be good, she's feeling a little under the weather and that can't be a fun way to fly around the world.
Such a tough day today. Had a training on how to fight the alleged "Protect Marriage Amendment" and pitched a bitch with a dial-a-ride driver. He could not find the place and was gonna charge me to take me back. I...made him rethink that position.(Not proud that I flipped out, but impressed that I kept my invective at network-TV strength despite being a frequent HBO viewer.) He would've died waiting for those two dollars, too. The training was good, though. Just more work than it needed to be, like everything I do. Next time I get stressed, though, must avoid that thought, as it contributed to my upset. It *did* work, though... ambivalent about how much more people respond to my weakness than to my strength.
ow ow ow owie ow. tonight seems like the night for finger injuries -- i just burned my finger while lighting candles. currently icing it -- well, holding a bag of frozen berries on it, since i had no ice cubes. the bag leaked and got berry juice on my walls. (no, i can't explain how it ended up on the walls. it just did, somehow.)
Guess what? Someone found my wallet on the street and returned it, completely intact. Holy shit. Good people do exist.
Granted I already canceled the credit cards, but still!