I was at my parents house where for some reason there was an alligator outside. Every time one of the dogs went out, it’d start chasing after them trying to eat them. Peter made half-assed attempts to stop it, which really seemed to do nothing of the sort, while I kept running at the thing and attacking it or pulling the dog away. I don’t recall if it was Callie or Max, though I think it was either a combination of both of them, or Callie as a curious puppy.
I sure hope Customer Support enjoys my emails…
I placed an order with ThinkGeek the other day. For a few years, I’ve had this kickass super dark blue glass that says “geek.” on it. It looks like the glass is black unless you hold it up to a light, and then you can just barely tell it’s actually translucent. I decided I wanted a matching one, and placed the order.
The following is my back and fourth conversation with Customer Service. I thought it was too good not to share, so here you are!
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Too tired to type right away. Wish I had a dictator to do this shit for me.
I was dressing up like Wesley in the Princess Bride. Carla had mentioned something about my getting a gift, which turned out to be my i>u shirt frm my parents. It was a bit different though, and nat nearly as funny. I got to work early, ubt left and had to come back for some reason. I was tinkering around for a while with my belt and sword sheath in order to make it like Wesley’s. I had it on my back like a nija at first.
What the hell is wrong with my brains?
Kevins had assigned some weird work/art project for everyone. I actually had a bit of a head start on it at first and predrilled most of the way through the plastic to make the box. I think we were makeing some kind of weird whistle. On the day everyone else was working on it, I couldn’t find my plans for it. Jenn was getting special treatment because she had met all of the board members that morning. I eventually got tired of wasting so much time looking for my project, and asked kevin for another. he went to the bathroom for a few minutes and came out wondering where mine ewnt. I thehn realized that everything was attached to my project box. I wetn o the shop and finished drilling the holes. Dwayne demonstrated his crappy whistle.. News got to me that gunny had died in his slep, and I was consoling ian. My whistle was also partly made of clay, which I was working on in Kelly’s classrom. I asked if hem inded me using more and he pointed to some crappy pig designs with jewerlery on them. Kevin asked if they were as nice as his hog with jewerly on them or something gross like that. Some waitress came down with a tray of breakfast food, asking if we wanted any. By the time kelly and I got to it, there was just a dnish and a half of a donut left. We bodth wanted the danish, but that actor that plays Ranmons brother on everybody loves raymon took it. We both said something about the jew taking the last good thing.
No secrets for you, fake family!
I was some anti-social girl and the family I was with kept going to therapy lesons to try and fix someone else i think. I eventually somehow figured out that the lssons were meant to trick me into giving information, and that my “family” didn’t exist. I started seeing them as the robats they were, which were clunky and primitive looking. They just put out som esort of aura that made you see them as real humans or something. My “therapsist” was in on it, but felt bad and tried to help me. She gae me some glowing block with a sntencil to roughly draw letters in the robot’s language. When I wrote it down and showed it to my “father” he hit me in the head with a frying pan, which my “monther” then tried to melt.
Later, I was with Chad, I think. We were at some party and some minor character from Ghostbusters was thre. We wanted to get a picture of us with er. there was also some musical contest going on and I tried telling Chad to give me more Fela Kuti.