Evil Blinky Self Serve

So a couple of months ago I tried out the new self – serve checkouts at Home Despot. You know, the ones where you scan your own stuff. They even have evil blinky green lights to try and get your attention. Not like lately you don’t have plenty of time to ponder other things while waiting to get through a till in Calgary.

Now, Home Despot had four of these things, often empty or with one person using them during slow times. The ONE till they had open was lined up with people each buying half a house. So I was bound to try one of these things the first time I only had one or two items to scan. Since then I’ve used them a few times.

They work pretty good – a few things need improvement. 1) Better descriptions so you know what you just scanned. 2) A very obvious beep when you scan something, so I don’t scan things twice. 3) An undo, for when I still manage to screw up. Right now an accociate has to do the undo for you. 4) The interface kinda sucks. They put the signature pad way the hell over to the right, so you have to sign your credit card auth. and take two steps to the left to see if your scrawl is something you’d recognise as your own if it ever came down to a dispute. I don’t even what to think about signature forging with this thing.

Other than that, I love them and I hate them. I love the fact that I can get through the tills quickly especially if I have only one or two items. I hate the fact that shopping has gotten yet more impersonal. On the other had, I love the fact that shopping has gotten more impersonal because sometimes I just want to kill the person that is trying to serve me.

Fast forward to today. “I am trying to find Season 3 of Corner Gas” I tell the Wallrat employee. “You want season 3,” he burbles back, in a voice and manner I can only describe as a carbon copy of Peter Sellers from “The Party” (Think goofy Indian accent if you havn’t seen this movie). “Yes, Season 3”. He grabs something else that was season 3 yes, but not “Corner Gas”. “No, I want Season 3, *Corner* *Gas*” He goes to ask someone if they have this. I hear him get an explanation from the more senior Wallrat in the next isle that it will be with the TV shows, in the “C” shows, between the “B” shows and the “D” shows.

Okay. I’m guessing they’re out at this point, me having checked this already. But now I have to wait for Buddy to figure this out for himself, which is rather amusing to watch him recite his ABCD’s. He then proceeds to offer me CSI:Season 3. Deep breath. Look at shelves myself, this time checking the labels. “Look, it has spots Corner Gas here for Seasons 1 and 2, which are empty so you must be out of season 3 as well”, I explain to him. “Oh yes, we must be all out, bad luck for you then”. Right, birdy num-num, bad luck for me, good luck for you that I didn’t loose my cool.

Did I mention Wallrat is evil? Not only do they sucker me into buying stuff sometimes because it’s so cheap (Futurama, Season 1 $18) but then they make me put up with not being able to find shit because they can’t keep they’re stock in reasonable order (not the only store in town with this problem by far). Then I have to line up forever to give them my money.

You see where this is going don’t you? There I am waiting in line, and these blinky green lights get my attention. Oh no, Wallrat has installed self-serve tills as well. Do I go try them? Hmmm. I have a lot of stuff. Clothes. Might have problems finding / scanning the tags. Can’t see if there is a line or not, with the 15 tills between me and the self-serves. Plus I’ve got this bitch’n spot in line – only two people in front of me, with full shopping carts, but only two of ’em! I decide to give them a pass this time, however, I do check them out on the way out the door, so see what the lineups are like. Great. The self-serve tills are lined up too. I doubt I would’ve saved more than a minute of my five in line.
Well, now I just hate self-serve tills.

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USA! USA!

You know, Canadians spend so much time bashing Americans we forget that Americans at their best produce some truly awe – inspiring feats unmatched the world over. Specifically today I am referring to the Mars Rovers, which are sending back pictures like this one. If you have not been following their travels lately, check out the pictures taken by Opportunity at the edge of Victoria crater.
These two robotic explorers, designed to last 3 months, are now on their 32nd month on the red planet. The pictures of rugged terrain coming back now are both beautiful and potentially laden with science information about our neighborhood planet. Way to go USA – I hope those rovers keep going for another 32 months of exploration where no one has gone before.

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Home Improvement Wiki, where art thou?

I’m going to start with my conclusions rather than how I got there – you can read on if you want all the grisly details.

What did I learn today? The internet sucks on home improvement advice. Sure, it’s fine if you want something basic – in fact there’s a zillion sites on the basic stuff. But as soon as you need something out of the ordinary, the resources drop to zero. Frankly, all the big box stores need to do is quit duplicating what everyone else is doing on home improvment advice and start their own wiki. What’s out there right now just doesn’t cut it.

Wikihow is kind of a weird beast. Check out their category “Home Improvements and Repairs“. Okay, there is some good stuff here, but replacing a Zippo Wick ain’t exactly home improvement, and “Get a Ghost out of your House” ought to be in occult rituals or some such. Hell, getting rid of the ghosts might spoil the home atmosphere or something :). Then there is How to Safeguard a Home with Homemade BoobyTraps – that is a hoot. All in all I can’t decide if Wikihow is Wiki’s run rampant with useless information or just a good idea gone off the deep end. I mean, a Wiki telling people how to do things would be really good, assuming the advice was correct, and a little more specific. One last gem: “How to Clean Oil off a Driveway” – Step one – ‘Go to your local hardware store and ask for a product that will clean up the oil’. Uh huh – perhaps you could TELL ME WHAT PRODUCTS I might get.

Oh and one other thing I learned today was to buy/rent a hammer drill if you’re going to be doing much more than a couple of holes in concrete, especially if it’s hard concrete.
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Savor it – a good idea comes forth from Government

It is rare that governernment comes out with something new that actually improves “the system” – the methods in which we get service from the government. Well, Canada Post has introduced permanent stamps – the idea being that you buy a stamp for one domestic postage – not 51 cents of postage, for which you need to buy 1 cent stamps when the price goes up a penny.

It’s about time. Not that this is an original idea, but at least Canada Post has the good judgement to see a good idea others are implementing. No more having to go online to see if the postage rate has changed since the last time I mailed a letter. No more having to keep stupid 1 cent stamps around to use up the rest of my “old” stamps.

Now if only Calgary transit could do the same thing for its bus tickets.

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30 is good to know

So I was driving home last night from the bar when I run across a check stop. Now, since I’d been drinking, my first panic reaction was ‘oh shit, I’m screwed’. I pull up to the officer and immediately mis-understand the first two questions he asks, in the process of him determining where I was coming from, and if I’d had had anything to drink. Of course, between that and my admission that I’d had three beers I wasn’t surprised to be asked to pull over for a breath sample.

Now, I’ve never been checked before on the road – the few times I’ve been stopped, I’ve always been waved through, or if they asked me, I’d never had anything to drink. So I really had no idea how close I was to being legally impared. Sure, I’d had three beers, starting at 6:30, finishing at 9:30, with a meal thrown in and it being 10pm now to boot, so by the standard one-drink-per-hour wisdom, I should be fine, right?

But I don’t feel completly sober, so I’m worried a bit, I calm down thinking it through, while waiting for the officer to come test me. After a few minutes, he arrives and we go through the routine – not routine for me – I’m just hoping that all is well. Then we have the wait a minute for the unit to process the result. Great – more waiting.

Finally the unit beeps and the officer says everything is okay, while the unit does show some alcohol in my system, I will be allowed to drive away when we’re done. He shows me the reading – “30” is what it says, which I take to be 0.030%, (=30mg/100ml, which is the legal use) well within the legal 0.08 % limit. He then says that I’m free to go after one of the MADD people talks to me.

I’m relieved at this point, but a bit annoyed about getting a potential lecture from the MADD people. But it turns out that they are just giving out goodie bags – I can handle that! So I drive off, feeling I’ve had a valuable lession – but not the one the Police / MADD people would like I suspects.
I have a yardstick to follow now – in that I know the drinking I did that night was well within the legal blood limit. However, don’t think for a second that I’m going to be drinking more based on the fact I was well under the limit. I consider myself from my own personal feeling, to have been “borderline”; at least now I know my borderline is well within the law. Also, consder that According to the government, you can be charged even below the limit. Based on how I felt at 0.03%, I don’t think I’d be fit to drive at double that, even though that is still within the limit. Also to consider these days, since a first charge nets you a criminal record, one year driver’s licence suspention, and a hefty insurance increase – it is way, way, way better to stay well on the safe side of the line, now that I have an idea where that is.

Oh, and there is some pressure to lower the legal limit to 0.05% If you can be charged at below that amount anyways, I’m not sure I see the point. I’m pretty sure at this point they’re taking away your keys for 24hours if you blow 0.05%, although according the Safety Councel link below not in Alberta, Considering how severe the penalties are, I think I’d rather see things stay the way they are – the Canada Safety Councel seems to think so too, which I found surprising. But what they say makes sense – countries with 0.05 limits have much less severe penalties for driving over the limit, often just a fine.

MADD would like to see the limit lowered to 0.05%. What they’d really like is a zero tolerance policy. I say if you’re going to have that, you need to remove radios, block off passengers, and have all controls not related to driving be dead while the car is in drive. Oh, and no driving allowed if you have not had at least 8 hours of sleep in the last 36 hours, and yearly driver tests. All of the above is too constricting. Let’s just let the officers have the judgement to make the call. I didn’t look like the most alert driver in the world so I got tested. Had I not seemed reasonably coherent while I was doing my test, I’m sure the officer would’ve impounded my car for 24 hours.

The system works. I just think about how I hardly see any drunk drivers anymore over the holidays – there used to be many more. No matter what, you’ll never get rid of drunk driving – people make mistakes, some people are stupid, no law is going to fix that.

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Flickr is my friend


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Originally uploaded by ferreth.

I have a flickr account. Look at the pretty pictures. Ooooh, aaaah….

http://www.flickr.com/photos/ferreth/

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I found my Mug!

If I have actually talked to you in meat space in the last month or so, you may remember me lamenting that I somehow lost my mug. Not just a mug but my favorite mug, given to me by a dear friend (Hi Pam!) some years ago.

mugI tend to use this mug a lot because it holds one pint of beer (with space for a head), chills nicely, and has a nice handle grip. Similar your favorite coffee cup, er well, you wouldn’t want to chill that unless you’re doing iced coffee – but I digress.

So when my mug seemed to just disapear, I thought at first that it would show up pretty quick, it musta just be somewhere other than on my desk or in the kitchen. A couple of days later, still no mug – so I go rooting through the house, checking all the more unusual spots I might have left it – fridge top, food cupboards, outside on the deck, garden. No mug. I’m really wondering at this point – a mug is not something I can easily bury in paper or drop behind a shelf like some of my other lost treasures of the past. So I pretty much gave it up to being beer gremlins or aliens swipe my mug, wipe my mind kind of thing. Oh yes, and for the record, I was not mind-blowingly drunk at the time I lost the mug, so I highly doubt I did anything like throw it off the deck to try to peg some annoying brats playing in the alley.

Then as I’m folding laundry today I’m sitting in front of my bed, and what do I see peeking out underneath? My Mug!

I have no idea how it got under there. My best guess is that it’s there from the last time I was folding laundry in front of the bed, which I don’t always do. I am so relieved – no aliens, gremlins, or blanked out drunken episodes to worry about now! In fact, I’m celibrating with a nicely chilled London Porter being drunk out of the mug right now. Perhaps I should’ve washed the mug first since it was under the bed… nah; the beer will kill the germs.

On another note, I promised Pam I’d put some pictures up here from our zoo trips, so here are a few from the most recent:
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That’s all the pics for now. What I need is a way to upload pictures where it automatically scales them back to a size I set or I could just upload the big-ass originals. Thoughts?

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Bison – the Other Red Meat

For my auspicious first post I give you… Bison meat.

My dad phones me yesterday and tells me that Crossroads market has a dealer selling bison meat from their farm. So I braved the crowds there on a Sunday to go find this source. I found the place, Sunwapta Bison, and purchase three kinds of steak of improving grade: Ribeye, New York, and Tenderloin. I also got the last of the hamberger patties, the only ones left were the large 6oz puppies.

I have one thawing right now for supper: 6oz Bison

That’s it beside the bottle cap – it’s big and very lean looking.

I hope it tastes as good as it looks. Updates once it’s hit the stomach.

[Later Edit] Mmmm, tasty. A bit over done perhaps? But it kept bleeding red while I was flipping it, so I kept cooking it. Might need to turn down the heat a bit. They do shrink a bit – I think I would prefer the 5oz so I can eat two of these things without being starving at the time.

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