When $7 Dollars Is Really $7

Recently I went to one of the large chain stores that begins with W.  They always advertise low prices and state they are going lower.  Also they emphasize friendliness to customers.

In the Ladies Department was a table with very nice printed fleece tops.  Each one had a design and was very soft.  I noticed the big sign on the table and it was $7.00.  So these nice tops were supposed to be priced at $7.00.  The original price was $9.99.

I choose a nice mint green one with metallic unicorns on it.  Before I went to the check out….I went to the price checking machine and checked all the prices of what I was buying in the shopping cart.  Yes…this fleece top was $7.00.

When I went to the cashier, she rang up most of my items.  When she came to the fleece top…..she looked at it.  I said it is $7.00 because it was on the $7.00 counter.

She said to me…just because something was on the $7.00 table doesn’t mean it is $7.00.

Okay…..so….what does this reasoning mean?   When the price rang up—$7.00—her theory did not hold up.

©2019 Craftvamp-Sally J

 

 

 

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What’s Your Worth In Meat?

Some time ago, a comic strip featured a family getting ready for a barbecue in their backyard.  The child asked when the guests were  gathered…Are these the people we bought the steaks for or are these the ones for the hamburgers?

So can you imagine some of use are valued in the cut of meat that people want to serve us?  Are you a steak person or hamburger?  I don’t mind hamburgers.

What about our vegan friends?  They long ago decided this nonsense is not worth it.  Besides having a cruelty free diet, they are thought of differently.

If you go to someone’s house—do you place a value on what if any thing they give you to  eat?

©Craftvamp–Sally J

 

 

 

When Idiots Start A Race

I really don’t use this swear word—a ##hole. But maybe it really fits some people.  If I was to make a list of jerks or mean silly people—here is a member of the list.
I am adding this man from the supermarket the other day.
It was the Acme Supermarket and early evening. It wasn’t
really crowded. I had a number of items–maybe 20. So I got behind a line of three people. The customer in front was busy checking out a magazine.
The cashier just coming on came and said to me—I can
take you on Number 7—she was opening it up.
So I began to back out of the line to go over to where number 7 was.
Soon as I started to go over there. This fool (looked like the hairy guy from Crosby Stills And Nash) pointed his wagon in the direction
to cut me off and ran like an idiot. He really looked stupid and
I never saw anyone run like that with a shopping cart!!!
The cashier saw me and said–I’m sorry. (to me about the idiot)
I just said—Well —if he is in such a hurry–(the heck with him)
let him go. He was already throwing stuff down and packing it.
The cashier kept saying she was sorry to me.
Well—this guy had no manners. I never expected it from an older man—it was so stupid.
Generally people are so nice and polite—What
made this silly— I never realized I was in a race. The dumb
thing was the store wasn’t even crowded.

©craftvamp–Sally J

Singing In The Rain–Not

I can remember when a rainy day was fun.  As a child I had a matching  raincoat with umbrella.  It was so comforting to splash through the puddles in the blue raincoat with the roses.

Umbrellas were dependable.  Some were big like a man’s or adult sized one. Maybe some were heavy or large but they opened easily.

Then umbrellas got smaller—more compact.  Some had easy to close buttons.

Recently in the spring I was using my brown umbrella with the easy to open button. As I crossed the grocery store parking lot—I tried to close it. ” Ouch!!!” It took a big chunk of skin off my finger.  It was good the store had band aids–and something to stop the bleeding.

Then a few months ago–I picked up an umbrella that was new but belonged to a relative.  The darn thing snapped me in the face as I opened it.

Stop and check to see if that the umbrella is safe.   Before you use it.

Plenty of rainy days ahead.

Like Gene Kelly in that movie….you might want to sing in the rain.

©craftvamp-Sally J

Card Crazy

Cards—no not the 52 that you play with in a deck of cards.  It’s the other kind.

How can I start–identity cards-like library cards.  I am not counting credit card, driver’s license or car registration..

It is the influx of store cards–shopper reward cards.  This is the endless number of card frenzy.  You have a shoppers card at drug, grocery, craft, auto and department stores.

Supposedly you get the sale price of things when a member.  Some cards count as reward points when you buy at certain stores.

Card –CARDS–cards—are taking over my wallet. Some look so much alike.

But sometimes the cards seem to take over.  You straighten them out.  Group them.  There are times you pull them out and set aside if you know you won’t be going to that particular store. Sometimes you forget them–oh my!!

The other day the cashier got annoyed with me when I handed her a card at Staples.

She goes–it’s not scanning.  Apparently I had given her a Michaels’ card instead. So no service with a smile–just hand over the card.

Anyone want to play a game of Rummy?

©craftvamp-Sally J

Watching The Birds

Have you ever watched the birds and wondered how they get by each day?  So many things are hard for them.

As they get food– birds must use caution.  One bad move and end up as another animals’ dinner.

Often must search for water in really strange places.  A simple puddle left over from a garden hose is a treat for them.  Instant beach.

Birds could teach us something.  They are simple creatures that don’t live very long. Yet they sing each day and take good care of their young.

©Craftvamp-Sally J