Robo commerce
It worked! I now no longer own a lawn mower. A quick ad, placed yesterday online and today a buyer. Willing to come by pick up the beast. The last time a mower left the yard that effortlessly, there was a thief involved. One less thing to think about.
I did have to go over to Canny Tire, seeking multiple cutlery racks. Once again, I really appreciate the self- service checkouts. A perfect solution in a store where most other aspects have been self-serve for years. Seriously, you haven’t gone shopping until you face seeking small objects among the dozens and dozens of shelves, and the employees are phantom/stealth. They may dress in bright red smocks; it doesn’t help when you are on a quest.
The checkouts are marvels of technology. So many different robotic details… a platform that “notices” if you fail to bag promptly. Synthesized speech assistance. A scanner, requiring you to line up the elusive barcode with the elusive beam. Multiple payment options. A slot that spits out Canny Tire currency. The occasional malfunction, which sets lights to flashing and the intervention of a human (yes, therein lies the secret to attracting the attention of the red smocked cleric).
Today, I repaired drawers from the kitchen. Tiny staples, which flew away when the hammer got too close for (their) comfort. No dovetailed corners here; this was the Melamine Age. Barely squared corners.
And supper involved a run to a burger joint. Literally. Trying to stay dry in a moment of heavy rain showers. Failing to stay dry.
