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He said…

“I love you dad. And you Beth. Know why? Cause you teach me math. And who doesn’t love math, am I right?”

It completely breaks my heart that I can’t give the world to this kid, cause I totally would. But it’s very much not my place and I’ve already stepped on toes inadvertently.

I just hope he knows that his dad and I would move the earth for him.

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Ladysmith Black Mambazo

Last night I went to a concert. I bought tickets on a lark. I knew I had heard and liked this group. What I didn’t realize was how much I had actually already heard from the group. I was surprised how many people recognized their name, simply because I had just discovered them. I bet you’ve heard them too.

Here is a Lifesaver’s commercial that I know you have seen if you lived in the US in the 90’s.

Their biography is really long, so I pulled some of it over here for you.

The group has recorded with numerous artists from around the world besides Paul Simon. Some of these include Stevie Wonder, Josh Groban, Dolly Parton, Ben Harper, Mavis Staples, Andreas Vollenweider, The Wynans, The Coors and George Clinton. Their film work includes a featured
appearance in Michael Jackson’s video “Moonwalker” and Spike Lee’s “Do It A Cappella”. Black Mambazo has provided soundtrack material for Disney’s “The Lion King Part II”,  Eddie Murphy’s “Coming To America”, Marlon Brando’s “A Dry White Season”, James Earl Jones’ “Cry The Beloved Country” and Sean Connery’s “League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen”.  They also can be heard singing the theme song to a children’s tv show, in the USA, called “Land Before Time.”

You can watch/listen to the video for Land Before Time. (Really, I know you want to click. I know you watched and own all the movies too…wait, that’s just me? Crap.)

Anyway, the concert.

I was at first disappointed that there were no images or videos of birds or something to do with the songs being projected. After the first song I really appreciated it being just them on the stage. I could really feel the music. And it was obvious that they were having a great time. I remembered my mom telling me that her favorite concert was just the artist and his piano on the stage. That was Elton John and I bet it was like magic.

A few months ago I saw a concert that was similar. I saw Keller Williams. It was one man and lots of instruments. The concert last night with Ladysmith Black Mambazo was many men and one instrument. And it was simply beautiful.

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Bus Driver Win

I was over in the South Side the other day and saw a really impatient car behind a 54C that had stopped, people were coming off/getting on. The car behind just leaned on the horn. I definitely got a chuckle out of the impatience. Other people on the sidewalks were given it funny looks too.

Here’s how it unfolded:

  1. Bus stops at green light to exchange passengers.
  2. Car impatiently leans on horn.
  3. Bus is done with passengers, light is still green.
  4. Car, still impatient, leans on horn again.
  5. Bus closes doors.
  6. Bus sits there.
  7. Car horn.
  8. Bus sits.
  9. Light turns yellow.
  10. Bus pulls through.
  11. Car stuck at red light.
  12. And there was much rejoicing!

That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. (That last sentence was probably an exaggeration.) But, I mean it’s really up there with the time I was helping my mom move, driving a huge-ass truck for her, and I pulled into the center of two lanes that were merging because some jerkheads kept sneaking up along the sides. My brother high-fived me for that one.

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Cell Phone Etiquette

This is definitely going to be a ranty-style post. I will start by saying that I keep my cell phone on silent/vibrate. This is the best option for me and I realize it won’t be the best option for everyone. That said, there are circumstances where it really is the best option.

Like during lectures.

I really do not understand why students keep their cell phones not on vibrate. You are in and out of classes and other meetings all day. I’d be an advocate of just turning them off/down while in class; but, I get it, it’s hard to remember to do that. Off… On… Off… On… I get it and this is why I just leave mine off.

Some people won’t hear or feel it vibrating. Missing a call while you’re IN CLASS AND CAN’T ANSWER ANYWAY (or really shouldn’t answer – though I’ve seen it happen) WILL.NOT.THE.WORLD.END! I was in a class, the lecture was just getting started and I shit you not, the kid in front of me answer his phone, “I can’t talk right now, I’m in class.” Thankfully he was in front of me and I couldn’t not turn to him and say something that I would definitely regret. I sated myself by trying to bore holes into the back of his head with my laser vision. (This same kid seriously bitched about getting slapped with a DUI ticket. His defense? “I didn’t have that much to drink. I felt fine to drive.” Sorry, buddy, but that’s not how that law works.)

Cell phones ring in class fairly regularly and most professors are champs at ignoring them. But this is not just disrespectful of the professor/lecturer/whomever, it’s incredibly disrespectful of your classmates. I know most of the kids I am in classes with don’t remember a time before computers, email, instant communication. This new fangled shit is great, but the world will continue to go ’round without you taking a call in class.

On to my actual rant.

I have a 9 am class. I am almost always the last person to arrive, just as the lecture is starting. I know this is disruptive and I try to be as ninja-like as possible; taking my jacket off in the hallway, opening my velcro bag before coming in, etc. I come in, sit down, and don’t say anything about it.

Today someone came in after I did. She was, in fact, 10-15 minutes late. Fine, whatever. She came in and got situated quietly. No one paid her any mind. Ten minutes later her cell phone rang. Loudly. With a personalized (and obnoxious) ringtone. She caught it early though, I mean she was digging for her phone before I noticed it was going off. But, then she tapped away at it. Apparently, not answering isn’t enough to let the caller know you are busy, now you must also send a text message with the reason why you cannot answer the phone. Really!?

Silly me, I assumed she silenced her phone at that point. Seems to be the smart route to me at least. Cut to 20 minutes later. Her phone starts ringing, loudly, again! WTH! Only this time, it’s out, on the desk next to her, so instead of only the people around her hearing it, everyone does.

I would say that I am at a loss for words, but obviously this is not the case.

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Odd Searches

Someone actually found my blog by seraching “the meaning and +dreivation of the word shit”. I’m not sure what they found on this blog, but I do have another blog where I kind of do that kind of thing. So, go check it out.

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Source of Insomnia

Yesterday I woke up around 10. This is a reasonable time for me considering my sleep schedule has been borked since Saturday when we lost power. I woke up and The Boy says, “I wasn’t going to cook anything for a while.” Whatever. I’m starving and I tell him that I’m making something. “What I really want is, um, pancakes and for some reason I really want chips and dip.”

What the hell kind of combination is that anyway! It’s probably mostly to do with the fact I’ve been eating nothing but junk since we’ve been stuck at home. Okay, I take that back. Not all junk. Our  neighbor made a good old English breakfast for us Saturday morning and on Mon-ues-dnesday (tell me you kept track of the days, imeanreally) gave me a quarter pound of shrimp they couldn’t eat.

Skip to last night. I kept smelling stale cigarette smoke. Like a garment had been exposed, forgotten, and not washed. I couldn’t figure out where this was coming from. I sniffed *everything*, yes even the cat. And though she does stink, she is not the culprit.

Before bed I had a snack of a row of brownie (yeah, go me, with the junk food again) and milk. As in cow’s milk. I generally don’t drink cow’s milk ’cause I’m lactose intolerant. I promise not to get into that here. I lurve me some vanilla soy, but soy kind of weirds me out as a milk substitute, so it’s not like I put it on cereal.

So there I am, with a row of ooey gooey(TM) brownie cut off and as I go into the fridge to retrieve that milk I see a bag of shredded cheddar cheese and think (thankfully to myself, ’cause The Boy would probably flip out), “Wow, I sure would love me a handful of that cheese to go with my brownie!” WTH

I’m sure there is some part of my brain trying to figure out the salty/sweet snacking thing. But, pancakes with chips and dip and then brownies topped with cheddar cheese? Add in the stale smoke I still smell and can’t find plus the nausea smoke gives me. Yeah I peed on a stick this morning.

Part of me is relieved; I want kids, but now is not great timing. But now I’m left with where these weird cravings could be coming from and where the hell the smoke smell is coming from!

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Snowmageddon

We severely underestimated how much snow was coming. Neither of us watches tv or news. I’m pretty sure my source for all things news is twitter. It really felt like it was all being blown way out of proportion. I’m sure that if I had turned on the tv and actually watched the news, we might have had a better clue of what the storm was shaping up to be. NOT US! Nope, we were going to be just fine, thankyouverymuch.

It snowed Friday night and most of Saturday. We ended up with something like 18″ – 20″ of wet, heavy snow. Saturday morning our power cut out. I tweeted it at 8:25 am. We both expected it to come right back. We actually both laid in bed, as still as we could, not breathing, waiting for it to return. The sound of the VCR whirring back to life did not great our still and quiet world. Yeah, we still have a VCR. What?

He bundled up to shovel. I bundled up to take pictures. We fought about the camera’s lens freezing. Typical stuff really. I won and took pics until my battery died. But I’m still to lazy to pull the pics off the camera. He shoveled our sidewalk, both neighbors’, and up to their doors. Really it’s the least we can do since Bill is always mowing our lawn and trimming our hedges. Sue is always feeding me or looking after the house. We have such lovely neighbors. As a thank you, Sue made us breakfast on her trusty old gas stove. Yay for hot meals.

After all that fun we did the only thing we really could. We went back to bed. I am a champion sleeper. Champion! But by 4 pm even I was not tired and also bored out of my skull. We heard a truck drive by making some kind of mumbled announcement about being without electricity and heat, should go to the municipal building, something a phone number. I couldn’t hear it all because the cat was purring loudly in my ear. Stupid cat. She just wanted us to stay and freeze probably.

Oh this is when something in the basement started beeping. Talk about fun. We both thought it was a carbon monoxide detector. Scary! Until I remembered that we don’t have one. It was the Fios battery finally dying. We decided to pack some stuff while it was still light. (Some stuff is; 3 days worth of clothes, pillows, blankets, soda, board games, and you get the point.) We’re a block from the municipal building, so if it was a wash we could walk back. It turned out to be fun. So we hung out and played games.

Around 8pm they moved us to Word of God Church, again right around the corner from us. The Red Cross brought cots and pillows/blankets. There were a lot of nice and helpful volunteers. Plus we all chipped in carrying cots down and setting things up. We were warm, fed, safe, and entertained. It was a pretty fun time actually. More people showed up and we all made sure they had what they needed. It was oddly comforting to be community oriented in that moment.

We heard that that power was back around 1am Sunday. I wasn’t able to sleep so I was reading when the volunteer fire fighters came in to tell the Red Cross people. Some people wanted to go home. We wanted to make sure that our power was back. They drove some people home, past our house, so they could check for us. How awesome is that!

We ended up getting back home at 2. A block from our house the power went back out. So.Not.Funny. Because we were in a volunteer fire fighter’s truck we got the inside scoop. Duquesne Light had cut power again because so many transformers had been blowing. It was back on by 3 am.

I must say that I am incredibly grateful for all the emergency workers, fire fighters (especially the volunteers and the people that stayed beyond their shifts), police, road crews, dispatchers, and anyone one else that coordinated efforts to help out. I’m grateful for the Red Cross for organizing a place to put us all and providing whatever comforts they could. I have never been on this end of community help and I have a brand new respect for everyone involved.

I should also thank my twitter peeps for checking in on me and offering places to stay.

Thank you.

Now to go about digging out our driveway and alley…

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City of Champions

You all simply amaze me beyond words. In the past few months alone I have seen the kindness of hundreds of strangers and a lot of you have become good friends. (Yes, this is one of *those* posts…just read it.) And I’m all for championing another good cause.

A friend of ours, Brad, is a local singer/songwriter/all-around-great-guy. He’s got a few upcoming shows and you should go check him out.

He is also trying to help a young woman finish high school. Cheryl is attending the Ellis School with significant financial aid and personal pledges. She has blossomed at this school. And yes, private school is a luxury and loads of really smart people have gone through public schools. The public/private school debate happens every few weeks on twitter. I am a fan of teachers, no matter what the type or level of school. Education is a luxury, private education more so. I don’t have a problem helping a child stay within a school where she is comfortable and doing well. Cheryl seems to have connected with her teachers and found her stride in this school. As someone who moved schools every two years, (No, my parents weren’t military) I found it very hard to deal with that transition along with the hormones and bullying.

Due to the recent economic struggles some of her sponsors had to back out, leaving her senior year in flux. Instead of finding just a few people to pledge a significant chunk of change, we’re looking for a lot of people who would be willing to donate what they feel they can. Brad writes;

Please feel no pressure, and also feel free to send me any further questions you might have ( brad@bradyoder.com). If you would like to contribute, directions are below. Also, if you’d like to pass this story on to others who might be interested, that would be great.

All donations are tax-deductible, and donors will receive a written acknowledgment from the PLF [Pittsburgh Leadership Foundation], (as well as a thank-you from Cheryl).

Together we have raised $3K for Christmas Crazy, something like $13K for Make Room for Kids, and an astounding number of pounds of food (500! Yes, five HUNDRED) donated to the CHS Food Pantry. So, now the challenge is to help this young lady. Not to mention the amazing people that help/are still helping the orphans and  Jamie and Ali McMutrie.

I’m sorry there is no fancy widget tracking donations, but Brad does update his site with information.

Brad has more info on his site. Also, you should really hear him sing!

Thank you.

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Roller Coaster of Blog

Yesterday was crazy here. Thanks for reading, thanks for commenting and thanks for not commenting. I read through a lot of the comments left on Consumerist’s site and I read all of the comments here. It was a good time and I laughed a lot. And that was a nice change. I’m glad people think I’m wasting my time standing up for my rights, when a bunch of people are wasting their day bitching about me wasting my time…you see where I’m going. </feeding trolls>

Today will be less interesting for most. I’m okay with that. It’s my blog…so back off – or something – please?

I’m trying to get back into posting every few days. November totally wiped me out! I don’t think I even posted in December and January is almost over. Getting back into a routine will be easier now that classes have started and I’m not spending all day sitting on the sofa having a staring contest with the tree. (Which, btw, finally came down today!)

Classes! Yay! It’s only the second week, I can still be excited about them, right? In one more week I’ll loathe them. I predict I will complain first about having a 9am class 2 days a week (ugh!), followed by a 6:30-8pm class two other days of the week (blah!), and then the fact that said evening class is the night before said morning class. What was I thinking! Hey I have Friday off!! (Just not off from work…)

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Consumer Rights

Edit: Picked up by The Consumerist. Now I’ll whine about how my stats are all thrown off!

I went shopping on Black Friday. I will pause so you can mock me now.

Done?

How about now?

No? Tough, I’m moving on.

My mother-in-law and I went to Best Buy in Princeton, NJ, Store #578, Friday, November 27. It was busy, very busy, but not so packed that we couldn’t make our way to someone and quickly ask where the item we wanted was. We found the item and an employee immediately came to ask if we needed anything else. He was knowledgeable and friendly. We got the items we came for and got into line. Fantastic job guys!

The line was not very long and they had someone delegating people into lines. It was all very good. We got to the cashier and I noticed that the box I had was damaged. I asked about exchanging boxes, not a problem, she rang the next person up while my mother-in-law so kindly ran back to get a new box. Again very pleased with the service.

The first, not major, hitch was that my Rewards Zone card wouldn’t scan, I was told it was expired. The three people in front of us had the same problem so I’m thinking it was not my card, but this register. Whatever, not important. I don’t care that much because it is my sister’s and I don’t get a discount with it. I finished checking out, paid, signed my name (or some approximation – stupid nonfunctioning screens) and headed for the door.

Now it gets hairy. (Get it, it’s a pun, the guy was bald!) I was asked to show my receipt and I replied “No thank you” and continued to walk. The door guard stepped in front of me. Now I’m carrying a fairly heavy item, a bag with two more items, and I’ve already put my receipt away. Regardless, I generally decline showing it unless I have agreed to do so, Costco and Sam’s have it as a part of the membership agreement. That is my right.

I told the man that I did not need to show him and he replied that I was holding everyone up. I gently replied, “No, sir, you are holding them up.” This went back and forth for what felt like an eternity but was likely less than 30 seconds. It culminated with him telling me to “Just shut up.” I was livid and shaking. I’ve never had a problem with not showing my receipt and especially not after explaining that I know what my rights are.

Generally (at least not in public) I don’t make a big stink about things that upset me. I will stew in it and I will complain to anyone that will listen but a public scene is not really my thing. Consumer rights are sort of a pet peeve of mine. This time I couldn’t complain because I didn’t want The Boy to know I had gone to Best Buy or possibly bought him something resembling a Christmas gift. There are only a few things on his list, only one of those things is at that store.

I did the only thing I could do at that point. I filled out the survey on my receipt. The store was clean and the associates I dealt with on the floor were knowledgeable and friendly. I gave the store A+ on everything. And then I got to the part where I can fill in any additional information about my visit.

I paid for my items and was not allowed to leave the store until I showed my receipt. I realize you are trying to prevent theft, but your checker yelled at me, told me to shut up, and threatened to take away my items. Legally I can decline to show you my receipt. Legally, these items are now my personal property and I do not need to let you see anything. I know shrinkage is a problem, but treating your loyal returning customers like petty thieves and then telling them to shut up and threatening them is not a good way to continue business. I spent $400 at your store to be treated like a thief. I should have returned them as soon as he told me to shut up. I still might return them. If you’re going to have people checking receipts please inform them as to what MY consumer rights are. I seriously doubt that I will ever spend money in any of your stores again.

To my surprise I got an email response from a real live person at 11:30pm. I know I work that late a lot of nights, but I generally wait until the morning to send out emails. Anyway, here is the exchange:

Ms. Albert,

I would like to send out a sincere apology on behalf of our entire management staff. No matter how busy we are, or what the situation is, it is never acceptable to treat a customer the way you described. I appreciate that you understand why we were so vigilant on a day such as this, and knowing that, I am sure if our associate had been different in their approach this would have been no issue at all.

If you would be so kind as to give me a description of the employee, I will be able to coach them and explain exactly what our expectations are since clearly this is not currently understood by this team member.

Again, this behavior is not acceptable in any way at any time. I look forward to hearing back from you so I can take corrective action as needed.

I found it interesting that in his signature line he had this quote from Ghandi;”We must become the change we want to see.”

I replied, though I was not excited to have to describe a person based on one heated exchange.

Thank you for your response. I’m sorry that I didn’t reply earlier, life is quite busy with this being the end of term. The man I exchanged words with was white (possibly Latino), shaved/bald, late 30’s perhaps. He was wearing a yellow shirt, I do not know if different employees wear different colors. I wish I had been able to read the name on his name tag, I tried.

My main complaint is that my rights were not being honored rather they were being blatantly ignored. I worked in retail, CompUSA ages ago, and I do understand how much theft is a problem. I also know that unless he saw me pick up the item, not pay for it, and walk out of the store he (nor any door guard) can not legally detain me. It was very busy and I am certain he did not watch me check out, however the burden of proof still remains with him. I also know that aggressively checking receipts has been an ongoing problem with many retail stores. One shopper was tackled in a Walmart parking lot by another customer. It’s a shame more consumers aren’t aware of their rights, but the ones who are should not then be treated as thieves simply for exercising that right. Wholesale clubs such as Sam’s, BJ’s, and Costco have it written into the membership agreement that I must show them my receipt upon leaving.

I realize Black Friday is a huge shopping day. Unfortunately, it was the only day I was going to be able to make this rather large purchase. I am an avid reader of The Consumerist and I believe these pages might be of interest to you if you are in fact interested in informing your employees of my rights.

http://consumerist.com/2006/11/ask-the-consumerist-do-i-have-to-let-stores-check-my-receipt.html

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shopkeeper’s_privilege

I do not believe that I was acting in a way to arouse suspicion, nor was I concealing any items. I was carrying a blue bag with two smaller items and a PS3 console box. I realize I should have asked for a bag for that item as well, but this does not mean I stole it or should be treated that way.

And while this link does not deal with Best Buy, I was made to feel the same way:

http://consumerist.com/2009/10/home-depot-needs-to-check-your-receipt-in-case-you-stole-something.html

Thank you for your time on this matter.

I was hopeful at this point that maybe someone would do something, but I should know better. The guy I was emailing back and forth didn’t even work at that store anymore… He moved between 11/27/09 and 12/02/09. Convenient, no?

I am copying Jon and Giuseppe as I am actually no longer at the Princeton store. Thank you for the reply and the links, some very interesting reading to say the least.

I can assure you that Best Buy employees go through relatively rigorous training when it comes to loss prevention. They are well aware that at no point must a customer show a receipt if they choose not to. Also they know not to ever touch or try to impede the progress of any individual. I can assure you that even had you not shown a receipt you would not have been “detained.”

Black Friday is the one day when we have multiple people at the doors checking receipts of every purchase that comes through. At no point is anyone prevented from leaving although the deterrent of having employees stationed there is certainly on purpose.

Again I thank you for your understanding and feed back on the employee. I can assure you that both Jon and Giuseppe will have a stern conversation with this employee in regards to his behavior.

If they want to check all the receipts on Black Friday, which I don’t think is completely unreasonable, then their customers need to be aware that by making a purchase in their store on that date they will be giving up the right to decline presenting a receipt. It’s shitty and I know they have thefts to deal with, but how I was made to feel and how I was attacked – that is unacceptable.

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