Brian and I flaked on training again. I guess it’s for the best since it will soon start to rain (Thursday is outdoor training) and I am still not 100% over my cold.
Tonight I got a box in the mail from the Space Needle Gift Shop. See, back in August, we visited my hometown and I bought myself a travel coffee cup there just for the heck of it. Unfortunately, it soon became apparent that the mug was poorly designed — its inherent flaw was that the rim around the edge was metal; metal becomes hot when it touches heated liquids, and touching hot metal to one’s lips is unpleasant.
So anyway, I emailed the Space Needle people about this cruddy error in usability, not really expecting a reply. But someone there did write back, apologetically, and promised to reimburse me AND send a new mug. This was a few weeks ago, and today my cute new bloo coffay cup arrived, plus a nice card and eighteen dollars cash money. THANK YOU THE SPACE NEEDLE GIFT SHOP! That’s what I’m talkin about.
I got home tonight and was sorting through the mail and otherwise puttering in my room when I noticed that I kept hearing Sasha’s meow on my right side, but it sounded far away. It soon dawned on me that he had somehow trapped himself in the closet ALL DAY. Since the closet door swings outward (Sasha is very confused by how doors work), I have no idea how this could have happened, unless Simon locked him in there on purpose. Possible. Poor dumb Sasha.
Now I’m listening to jazz radio and pondering a trip outside to the food store. Hmm.
Oh poor Sasha, do you really think that Simon has it in for him?
My ex had a roomate who had two little kittens and we saw one of them run around draggin the other one inside a plastic grocery bag. It looked like a lot of kitty fun until we saw him head for the stairs and throw the bag down the stairs. Until that moment, I hadn’t thought that kitties were capable of doing that kind of stuff to each other..
Simon is the king of the house and often reminds Sasha. Also I think the new cold weather is making poor old Simon cranky.
I don’t think I’ll ever know how that closet door shut. I knew Sasha was in there when I went to work, but the door was cracked and I figured he could manage it.
wow, color me impressed by your mug experience.
especially for a gift shop in the seattle center.
nice to know customer service hasn’t completely
degenerated into open hostility and incompetence.
That’s nothing; United Airlines called me at work earlier this week to tell me about how my flight(s) to Michigan for xmas had changed slightly, and gave me all the new details. THEN the lady called me back five minutes later because she had noticed that there was only thirty minutes to change planes at O’Hare and that was cuttin it close — so she booked us on to a different (and much better) flight. Our original flight east left at 6:30am, our new one departs at 8:50am. THANK YOU UNITED AIRLINES SORRY ABOUT THAT WHOLE BAKRUPTCY THING!
Woohoo, Michigan for Christmas! White Christmas for you.
ahhh! How long and in what part of michigan? I am gonna be in WI for xmas, we should me up in chicago, or you can come to WI or I will drive over to MI in my cool new car! I wanna see you and brian!
Well, we will be in Midland, MI with his family — from the afternoon of the 24th to the morning of the 27th (saturday). Nice short trip 🙂
I just checked yahoo, and Milwaukee and Midland are separated by 430 miles… a 6hr+ drive. Doh! I dunno…
Tell me about this new car!
From grumpy tacca
would it be inappropriate for me to point out that you likely should have realized this design flaw BEFORE you purchased said mug and accordingly should no blame the gift shop?
Re: From grumpy tacca
Ah but the ring of metal is subtle, and the plastic lid leads one to believe that one will be protected.
Also I do not test drive my drink ware in the store.
WOULD THAT I COULD.