Varying the price of ink in my favour
Things are running late. In football, I mean. The Uteck Bowl should have finished with its time slot about fifteen minutes ago, but even with the extra minutes it doesn’t look like Acadia can get past MacMaster. Which means that one half of the Vanier Cup lineup can be pencilled in. Not inked; it ain’t over ’til it’s over, as they say.
Given how early today started, I’m not sure I’ll be awake for the end of the Calgary vs. Laval match. I’ll try. I’m a little distracted by other things.
Went out to buy ink this evening, after checking the price on the store’s website. On the shelf, the value had risen by about 10%, but the clerk assured me that all would be made right at the cash. I’m gullible, and I passed the box to the young clerk who scanned in the higher value. I mentioned that it should be lower, and she called for reinforcements from the other staff. Rescan. Same result. Intervention from the manager, which gave me a quote that made sense. Scan again…
We managed to get the price up to an astonishing high $138 followed by an equally unrealistic $7 before she got her head around what the cash register was showing… and scanned it for a third time. The manager returned, and after a quick lesson in basic data entry I received my (too expensive by whatever measure) ink and went home.
Where I read a sales flyer, on a completely different wavelength and returned to the box store neighbourhood to purchase my very own Blackberry Playbook. Any time reasonable technology falls from the “not likely” price of $500 to the “now that’s interesting” price of $200, I’m easy prey. Cash on the counter, and home to learn about the swipe (left to right, not right to left) required to initialize the (tinier than the competition) tablet.
So far, I’ve tweeted, watched a TV show and installed several news reader apps. I’m on my way to success.
