February 8-14, 2009
This week I venutured out to get an oil change at Jiffy Lube which caused a myriad of emotion. The people there were SO friendly and SO very helpful. The manager noticed I was from out of state and was asking me questions about where I came from and why I was in Durham. She also said if I ever needed anything, anything at all, I could call on her or any of her staff at any time. I thought that was a really nice gesture. After that, I was sent into the waiting room only to be called back onto the floor moments later. Earl, th guy who was changing my oil, noticed that the spout into which the new oil would go was broken and had apparently been broken for some time (my guess is the punk from Firestone who did my MO inspection did it and didn't say anything). He and Mr. Roberts, another worker at JL, discussed with me what I should do. Earl actually cleaned off the broken piece and superglued it back on for me. Mr. Roberts said that I should be fine to drive it for a while but Earl suggested I get it fixed as soon as I can. Well, I have to wait until Kevin's car is NC legal so it'll still be a few weeks. So, yea for nice people and boo for dishonest ones.
I had another migraine this week which is never any fun but hanging out with friends is. We went to Mark & Dana's for dinner one evening and just talked. Mark can entertain anyone for hours with his stories.
I also think I got free shoes from DSW this week. A few weeks ago I ordered some shoes online because I had gift certificates that were going to expire. Well, I couldn't have that happen so I
ordered several pair of shoes none of which ended up working for me. Kevin and I ventured to DSW one evening in order to return all of the shoes and hopefully find some kind of walking shoes that aren't going to kill my feet or my back. I don't even think it was a full minute before I found some Keds that I tried on. They had helped me before and I'm hoping they do again. We already had the shoes to return at the register so I walked up with three pairs of other shoes I was hoping worked. After about 35 minutes of working through the computer process for returning the shoes, the manager said my total was something like $15.00 for the three new shoes. Now, I don't have a master's degree in math but I'm pretty sure that's wrong. Kevin said, "I didn't know you had to be an accountant [to process returns here]." The manager gave me the receipt to look over and I can't really decipher what it says. I'll assume she knew what she was doing but I'm pretty sure I didn't pay for shoes that I came home with. Perhaps it was worked out with all the discounts and things. I'm really not sure.So, Saturday was Valentine's Day and I worked from 3-9PM. I already discussed working that
day with Kevin when I was picking out my schedule. We knew especially because it was a weekend we wouldn't be going anywhere special so he gave me the OK to work. Well, while I was out he did laundry, washed dishes and made tacos for dinner. He even made brownies for dessert. I wish every day was Valentine's Day! Thank you for doing that, Kevin. I really love it when you help out around the house especially since I haven't really had the desire to do much since I moved here.
day with Kevin when I was picking out my schedule. We knew especially because it was a weekend we wouldn't be going anywhere special so he gave me the OK to work. Well, while I was out he did laundry, washed dishes and made tacos for dinner. He even made brownies for dessert. I wish every day was Valentine's Day! Thank you for doing that, Kevin. I really love it when you help out around the house especially since I haven't really had the desire to do much since I moved here.On a side note, anyone out there watching the TV show Lie To Me? We rather enjoy it except now we are both analyzing ourselves and others in conversation. It's quite interesting.



2 comments:
I can't believe you would buy shoes from DSW. Where is your loyality?
Now wait a minute! My DSW days were before I had to go with Brown Shoe. And while I want to support my family, free shoes are free shoes!
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