A Complete Waste Of Our Time

Faith No More—Album Of The Year


I really wanted to write about something important this week, maybe
something to do with politics or world affairs. Something important.
Something that would make me seem halfway intelligent.

Instead, I said fuck it and am going to write about what I did on Black

Since our new thing is blu-ray, we checked out all the ads to see where
the best bargains were. Of course I would be going to Best Buy since
that's a yearly (except for last year) thing. But where else could we
find some bargains?

Well, we discovered that the local Wal Mart had deals on movies starting
at 12:01 am Friday morning, so the woman got it in her head that we
would go to WM and pick up some of the things advertised. And we would
go at 11:30 pm.

I was half-assed into her idea because I already had planned on waiting
in line outside Best Buy around 3 am. That's right, I would be waiting
in line outside the store two hours before they opened just so I could
pick up movies for our self-imposed price max of 10 bucks (which I break
continuously, but she hasn't figured that out yet).

Thanksgiving we spent at her parent's house and she asked me a couple
times if I would be ready to go to WM and I told her I would be, but
really didn't put my heart into it.

So had dinner and decided around 6 pm that I was bored and wanted to go
home. When we arrive, I go down to my comfy couch in the basement in
order to watch some tv and maybe, just maybe, drift off to sleep.

She asked again if I was going to WM and I told her to wake me up when
she got up and ask if I wanted to go then.

At 11 I woke up and she asked if I wanted to go and I told her I would.
I mean, fuck it. I probably wanted to go all along, right?

We get to WM around 11:30 and the parking lot is packed. We go into the
store and the store is packed.

I head to the electronics section and find the movies I was looking for
and then gave the woman a call since she had wandered off, as usual. She
tracked me down and I told her I was ready to go.

We went up to the checkout and every register had a line with at least
15 people and everyone had carts full of shit. I then got wise and told
her that we could go to the express lane since we both had less than the
15 items. Of course when we found the end of the line, we were somewhere
around 30th in line.

The woman spotted a display of movies and wandered over to them. When
she came back, she had a few movies and asked if I was interested in any
of them. I wasn't, but noticed they all had stickers on them with the
word "PROMO".

Now I knew why it was so easy for me to find what I was looking for back
in electronics….the ones I had picked up, even though they should be
the price advertised, probably would scan wrong since they didn't have
the sticker.

I told the woman about this and she wandered back to the displays to
look for the movies I had picked up. Long story short, she didn't find
them but found a couple others which I decided to buy just because I

What sucks is that I found out online later that day that the movies I
had originally picked up would have rung up with the sales price even
though they didn't have the sticker. Oh well, she found three of the
movies cheaper elsewhere anyway.

So it took about 45 minutes to check out and we headed home. I hung
around until 2:30 am and then took off.

I got to Best Buy around 3 and waited in line for two hours just to get
five movies that were on sale. I was in the first batch allowed into the
store when the doors opened, found my stuff, checked out and was home by
6 am.

Thinking about this, this was really boring. Why would I waste time on
this? Why did you read this far?

COMING NEXT: Hopefully something interesting or I'm going to have to
make something up

Stephen Johnson

The idea of building a website with Bob came from Stephen in the days of message boards and chat rooms. We settled on the name TheWeirdcrap.com and the rest is history. Retired since he hit the ripe age of 25, he spends most his time doing odd-jobs around the house and digging thru trash bins for "stuff that's still good." Stephen has contributed several short stories and hosted the "Lunatic Ravings" column since the beginning (1999). The idea of writing weekly columns came from Stephen before blogs or blog sites ever existed. So, I guess that makes him THE FIRST BLOGGER IN THE WORLD!!!


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