Be as boring as possible.

If you close your eyes really tightly, you can see a sort of "light portrait" of 1956 Democratic Vice Presidential nominee Estes Kefauver. Try it!
 
WalMart advertised steeply discounted toilet seats for this weekend only. I texted all my friends on Friday afternoon to meet up with me at 6 p.m. to wait in line for the midnight start of the sale.

None of them showed. :(
 
The Saga of the Stapler

For some strange reason (apparently in the interests of cost and time savings) I now have to order our stationery at work through a call centre in a country where english is not a first language. This is how much time and money is saved in the ordering of one lonely stapler.

My stapler decided that it wanted to see the big wide world and ran away, never to be seen again. I needed to find a new one and after begging and scrounging I was unable to do so. I bit my lip, I debated with myself that if I could not look after one stapler then how could I look after a new one but finally decided that it had to be done as my filing was piling up.

Step One - I called the special phone number, I was really quite excited as I had not had to order anything before and speaking to someone in another part of the world is always fun.

Step Two - Call answered - right this is going well I think to myself. After repeating my name three times, spelling it twice and giving my phone number 4 times I felt a little bit uncomfortable. I mean I had not even gotten to the difficult part yet of actually ordering said stapler.

Step Three - Place an order for a stapler (I had even been helpful and gone to the receptionist to get the code from the stationery order book). I had to repeat stapler and yes spell it numberous times.

Step Four - Order placed thank you for your call, it will arrive in around one month. One month? are they making it for me specially I ask. Right there goes the sound of the phone hanging up.

One month later - I call back to find out where my stapler is as I have heard nothing. they will get someone to call me back. Wow, they called the receptionist to ask her what was happening as they send the orders through to her and she had received a random order for a station for Carol. We have no one named Carol in the building so she just left it.

Soooo the receptionist actions the order and yes a box of staples arrived the next day.

I now have to go through steps 1-4 to have the staples returned and then steps 1-4 again to order a stapler which will take another month. Apparently I am not allowed to ask the receptionist directly or horror of horrors order it myself.

Now I have thought about it I might just go and buy my own out of my own money. I wonder if that is their grand plan?
 
Would you like to borrow one of mine? I have a black one and a blue one. I think both take size 56 staples.
 
Contemplating the nutritional value of iceberg vs. romaine lettuce.

Questions? Thoughts?
 
The Saga of the Stapler

For some strange reason (apparently in the interests of cost and time savings) I now have to order our...

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Now I have thought about it I might just go and buy my own out of my own money. I wonder if that is their grand plan?

My god. This is the most boring-ass stapler story I've read in a long time.

Thank you for the update, and please, do keep us informed.


Contemplating the nutritional value of iceberg vs. romaine lettuce.

Questions? Thoughts?

I like the shape of romaine better. It's shaped more dynamically. Like a swooshing rocket or a bazooka shell. On the other hand, iceberg recalls the Titanic, and it's not unlike a "globe" of crisp blandness.

Tough call. I don't envy you.
 
I was hungry so I had a fluffernutter. It was good. I'm still a little hungry but not enough to have another sandwich. I'll just wait until breakfast.
 
I was hungry so I had a fluffernutter. It was good. I'm still a little hungry but not enough to have another sandwich. I'll just wait until breakfast.

I got a new toothbrush. Almost left it in the shopping cart. At the last second, a young dark-haired woman, said, "hey, is that your toothbrush?" I thanked her. Then I bought it.

Here's the thing, though: the cashier woman just added it to my bill! She didn't have to start over or anything, even though the transaction was basically"concluded." I love freedom, and also dogs.
 
I got fluoride on my teeth today. The hygienist had long blonde bangs.

At the coffee place there is a little cream cheese on the table. I suppose someone who sat here before me had a bagel. It's conjecture, though. It could have been a breakfast sandwich with cream cheese. I am just saying.

I like pocket t shirts.
 
At the coffee place there is a little cream cheese on the table. I suppose someone who sat here before me had a bagel. It's conjecture, though. It could have been a breakfast sandwich with cream cheese. I am just saying.

That was my table... my plain cream cheese on a nondescript bagel...with generic coffee.
 
I vacuumed under my furniture because those places can get quite dusty when they are neglected. It was simply amazing how much pup hair there was behind the couch. I mean like, wow...it was a lot.
 
That was my table... my plain cream cheese on a nondescript bagel...with generic coffee.

I think it was another table you sat at. I licked it off the table, and it was reduced fat.

What I mean is, the cream cheese remnant I tasted was not plain (they are two different things at this place - like two different metal "tubs" or whatever: one for plain and an adjacent one for reduced fat. I think another one is like, almond or something - it's sort of a beige, like that plastic wood filler that comes in a little container (some would all it a "tub" as well, or a "pottle" in some countries, although I don't quite get that) and you can fill in gouges from the dog's teeth on chairs or what not with the "wood" that is some kind of plastic, in reality.).
 
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