Emailed enticements
Another day. Another day. It’s true! Retirement turns the week into a limitless weekend, with only the calendar (and the scheduling bumps brought about by those in the retail class) to interfere.
I did go for groceries. The impending holiday period puts pressure on the aisles of my supermarket. Shortages. People who look really lost, forcing the rest of us to route around them (who cares for these folk, during the rest of the year?) I’m trying to “be nice”, but that woman who halted on the freeway to let some ducklings cross is now facing prison. There should be similar penalties for those who impede shopping cart traffic.
This year, the malls haven’t drawn me in, at all. The emailed enticements from Amazon have opened up a whole new dependance on the mail and courier services. Yes, I checked an opt-out, after getting seriously creeped out by the cyber efficiency of the virtual superstore. No matter what I happened to examine, an email followed within hours, “touching my wrist” in case I’d already forgotten how easy it would be to drop one or two whatevers into the bottomless cart.
Happened to watch several video shorts on home studio production. In the YouTube universe, there’s a cross section of skill levels, from beginner to expert, available. The lad who “showed” me the moving truck bringing all his stuff to his new home (with the folks), and succeeded in blowing the electrical fuse before almost anything should really sample at the buffet.
As for me, I learned that tracking headphones might be worth adding to my own pile of gear. Isolation is important. You know, to drown out the sound of people yelling at me to keep the noise level down.
