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Dec. 10th, 2008 02:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againWent to Boots for my lunch today, knowing I'd bought five meal deals with my (mother's) Boots card, so I'd get today's free. Had this exchange at the till:
Boots Lady: Okay, that's £2.99.
Me: ...Is it not free today? I thought it was, but I tend to lose count.
Boots Lady: Oh it's... *stares at screen* Hang on.
Me: What?
Boots Lady: Apparently I owe you 6p.
Me: ...Bzuh?
Boots Lady: ...Damn VAT.
So I went in to buy lunch in Boots and THEY PAID ME 6p INSTEAD. Am officially Paid to Shop. Awesomest. Lunch. Ever.
And then I went to the post office, which cost rather more than 6p. Oh yeah. But, despite being somewhat floored by the postage, managed to post![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scoobydumblonde's box and I have a tracking number so it will damn well get there or I'll know where it went missing and who I need to go threaten with rusty spoons. Or at least if they do lose it I can claim all the money back this time and just rebuy it all and resend it. If at first you don't succeed... It should also get there a little faster, in theory, but I trust the Christmas post about as much as I'd trust a smiling crocodile with large pointy teeth, so watch this space. And scoobydumblonde, let me know as soon as you get it? Otherwise I shall be stressed and have to shout at customers to calm down, until I am fired. ;-)
I was served by Roger, my favourite post office guy too. Despite being called Roger he looks more like a tiny, slightly-wizened version of Terry Pratchett, wears a large metal hoop earring and tries to avoid sticking the postage stickers over any crazy things I've drawn/stuck on the packaging. I'm very fond of him. I hope Cumbria has awesome post office people.
Okay, apart fromchickybee's card because I need to bug her for an address, there's just my UK Christmas stuff left to send and I have plenty of time. On the flip side, I've bought none of my family's presents yet. Hm. Maybe there's only so much Christmas organising that I'm simultaneously capable of.
Boots Lady: Okay, that's £2.99.
Me: ...Is it not free today? I thought it was, but I tend to lose count.
Boots Lady: Oh it's... *stares at screen* Hang on.
Me: What?
Boots Lady: Apparently I owe you 6p.
Me: ...Bzuh?
Boots Lady: ...Damn VAT.
So I went in to buy lunch in Boots and THEY PAID ME 6p INSTEAD. Am officially Paid to Shop. Awesomest. Lunch. Ever.
And then I went to the post office, which cost rather more than 6p. Oh yeah. But, despite being somewhat floored by the postage, managed to post
scoobydumblonde's box and I have a tracking number so it will damn well get there or I'll know where it went missing and who I need to go threaten with rusty spoons. Or at least if they do lose it I can claim all the money back this time and just rebuy it all and resend it. If at first you don't succeed... It should also get there a little faster, in theory, but I trust the Christmas post about as much as I'd trust a smiling crocodile with large pointy teeth, so watch this space. And scoobydumblonde, let me know as soon as you get it? Otherwise I shall be stressed and have to shout at customers to calm down, until I am fired. ;-)I was served by Roger, my favourite post office guy too. Despite being called Roger he looks more like a tiny, slightly-wizened version of Terry Pratchett, wears a large metal hoop earring and tries to avoid sticking the postage stickers over any crazy things I've drawn/stuck on the packaging. I'm very fond of him. I hope Cumbria has awesome post office people.
Okay, apart from
chickybee's card because I need to bug her for an address, there's just my UK Christmas stuff left to send and I have plenty of time. On the flip side, I've bought none of my family's presents yet. Hm. Maybe there's only so much Christmas organising that I'm simultaneously capable of.
