My, aren't we thrifty

I am in line at Walgreens, and the lady in front of me is slowly pouring over her flyer from the local newspaper making sure she didn't miss any great deals, then starts complaining to the cashier that there is a special listed for a particular item,, but there is NONE of this item on the shelf! So she insists on getting a rain check! The cashier tells her she must see the manager for the rain check. The lady asks "Why?".......The cashier says "Because cashiers are no longer authorized to give out rain checks"......and I wanted to say "Because the person in line behind you does not want to wait while you are given a rain check so you can save .35 cents on a box of macaroni and cheese!"

Can you really get a rain check for a sale in a drugstore? I wouldn't know, as I never use coupons. The time it takes me to search for the coupons, cut them out, then go through them once I'm at the store (much less wait for a "rain check") costs me more than the dollar I might save on the item. My time is just more valuable than that. And I am never happy when I have to spend it waiting in line behind someone whose nose is buried in the sales flyer as she argues with the cashier over .35 cents.

Yes, I realize that on a global scale, this really isn't a serious problem.....but it was my issue today.
...........END OF RANT............

Life isn't fair

In February 2005, a pathetic, low-life kidnapped and murdered a little girl. He raped and tortured her and buried her alive with her stuffed animal. Then he confessed and led the police to her body, underneath his trailer.


See the worthless, child-killer here



There was a news story on this again today, and it just makes me angry all over again. This man makes me sick, and I don't feel an ounce of pity for him just because he's supposedly "mentally retarded". I can't stand to hear about the piece of crap defense attorney trying to get this guy off on the murder of a child!! Even going so far as to have him color in a coloring book in the courtroom. Why would a judge even allow that?

John Couey, you don't deserve a trial.



Rest in Peace, sweet little Jessica.

Dreams

Last night, I had a dream that I was working as a nurse again. Actually, the dream started with me going to the gym. No, not to work out. I was cancelling my membership......which I actually plan to do in real life because I never have time to go there. Somehow, the gym morphed into a hospital, and suddenly I was in scrubs and on the phone trying to pacify a doctor who was yelling about something that I can't recall now. Just like the old days. What's odd is that the dream almost made me miss nursing........ok, only for a second.