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Here At Mission Control......And Some Random Musings

I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that, although I can't see anything on my screen, my computer is still working. The bad news is that, since it's a laptop, I can't easily swap out screens. The good news is that Purple Hoodie Chick let me borrow the monitor from her desktop computer (and thanks to my son who set it all up for me). The bad news is that some functions (picture files, data files, links, etc.) show up on the laptop monitor and have to be dragged onto the secondary monitor. More bad news, I can't see them well enough to click and drag! So, for the time being, it looks like NASA Mission Control around here with multiple monitors and cords all over the place, but at least I can still access my blog. I just won't be able to post pictures or clickable links for a while. I had planned to start giving you a peek at our yard projects, but without pictures, it won't be as much fun so I'll save it for another day.

Instead, let's talk about some random things I've been wondering about.
  • Why do some stores and restaurants have their phone number posted on their sign or above their entrance? If you can see the phone number, aren't you close enough to go in and ask your question or place your order? And if you're thinking it might be nice to call and place your carry out order later, can you really save the phone number to your cell phone while driving by at 40+ miles per hour?
  • Why do they post a sign saying "Bump" next to a large bump in the road? When you add up the cost of the sign, the post and the manpower to install it, wouldn't it be more cost effective to fix the bump?
  • How often do condiment containers in restaurants get cleaned?
  • Why do they ask you where you'll be going and what you'll be doing when you cross the border into Canada? Do I have to have a purpose or can I just come over and look around? And really, if I were there to commit a crime, would I tell the border agents?
  • Why are there instructions on shampoo bottles? Does anyone actually need instructions to wash their hair?
  • Why will my vacuum cleaner suck the fringe right off my rugs but it won't pick up crumbs in my kitchen?

Just wondering!

Comments

thamesarino said…
: ) fun questions... as far as condiments. I have worked in LOTS of restaurants in my day and any that I actually wanted to eat in had a cleaning of random stuff(like salt and pepper shakers, condiments containers,& such) schedule for the servers to do daily, and condiments were done once a week... not all the places... but all the ones where I would want to eat! ; )
I'm glad you have functionality, even though it's not all you want... I look forward to seeing your photos, when things get fixed... can it get fixed?
Purple Flowers said…
Good questions, and I hope you get your computer working again!
Lissaloo said…
Sorry about all the computer trouble, hope it gets worked out soon! Love the last one, my vac is the same way! Jeez :)
Good questions, I have one that irks me: why, when calling any large company for help (say, the utilities company, for example) do I have to go through a long automated system saying what my problem is to a voice-activated computer or punching in "Press 1 for---", just to have the person who finally picks up ask me why I am calling? Why did I waste 5 minutes wandering through the system inputing information if it's not showing up in front of them?
BashfulToast said…
complain complain. can'tyou Just be happy? lol I'm kidding. I know how you love condiment bottles!
Chicago Mom said…
We just got our computer back from being repaired - it broke after only 6 months of use! Ugh! I hope you get yours up and running again soon.

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