November 14th, 2003

JOY

Thanks to bobwhite for passing this one along

Listen up, ladies. On disc four, in the "Warriors of the Third Age" feature, viewers are treated to shots of Orlando Bloom wearing a tank top and practicing his swordplay. Forget the ring. That's what I call "precious."

This brings a new brightness to the horribly depressing thought I had last night: for the past two years, we have all received a Christmas present. Each Lord of the Rings movie has been a gift to all of us. Next year, I realized, we would not be receiving such a gift and it made me sad.

But now I realize: for Christmas of 2004, we'll have the box set for Return of the King and probably a whole new huge entire (fuck you Matrix for ruining this word) trilogy box set.

One more year guys. One more loving, glorious year.
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Do you have any oleo?

I always hated the term "Pet Peeve". I guess it's a Pet Peeve of mine

Peeve #875:

Do NOT bicker with the cashier over the price of something. Odds are they are not the owner, they do not control the pricing, they just ring you up for an hourly wage. They do not earn enough to put up with you. This morning at the deli was a fine example:

Scene: New York Gourmet Deli, 21st and I Streets, Washington DC

GUY: Guy in line behind me
CASHIER: The Cashier
MEGAN: Our heroine

CASHIER at her post. Enter to her GUY.
GUY: I got a couple-a eggs, sunny side up.
CASHIER begins transaction
GUY: No, no, no, wait. I'm not done yet. I got a couple-a eggs. That'll be about a dollar-fifty, right?
CASHIER: No, two-fifteen.
GUY: Now, that doesn't seem right. A couple-a eggs is about a dollar-fifty.
CASHIER holds up pricing menu
CASHIER: Two-fifteen.
GUY: Now, what makes you think that's right?
MEGAN collects fork and napkins from condiment bar, rolls eyes at GUY and leaves before she says something she shouldn't.

Exeunt.
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