Pac This

 Well, I had planned on sleeping in this morning, even going so far as to set the alarm for 0600.  However, an hour before that 180 pounds of dogs decided to have a little horseplay on the bed before demanding to go outside for a heavy duty pee.  So much for sleeping in.

I have some yardwork planned for later today, and tomorrow as well, since the temps are supposed to be warm.  Nothing major.  From Friday on, we are predicted to have more seasonal temps with highs only getting up into the mid-40's (F).

So, this customer calls in yesterday and asks me about Pergo, and warranties, and if we honor them.  She explains to me that in 2001 (yeah, the year of the space odyssey) she had a Pergo floor installed in her kitchen and hallway.   She goes on to tell me that while she was cleaning under the bed she found the warranty sheet guaranteeing the floor for 20 years as well as her receipt.  I can tell you right now, the only things under my bed are the dog toys.  Anyway, her floor is now scratched and faded and according to her receipt, the warranty expires in April.  I escalated this issue to our Customer Service Rep who requested the woman email pictures of the receipt, the warranty, and the floor.  The receipt she sent is not for a Pergo floor.  Nope.  Twenty years ago she paid $61 for a laminate sheet to make a countertop.  I guess this means she's going to need to start digging under the bed again.

One of my fellow associates came back from lunch yesterday talking about a headline which said Loser #45 was attempting a hostile take over of the GOP.  Well, that headline was wrong... kind of.  What Loser #45 really wants to do is take complete control of their fund raising, hence the cease and desist orders.  You see, he wants all funds raised to go into that personal super Pac he created when he lost.  The one he calls Saving the Steal?  That Pac is, for better lack of a better term, his personal slush fund.  he can dictate which candidates get money, and which ones don't.  But, and this is very important, he can also write checks to himself from this Pac.  Loser #45 will always want to be a tinfoil dictator.  

So it Begins

 Well, this is my Friday... again and I'm rather pleased.  For my weekend, Wednesday and Thursday, the temps here are predicted to reach into the upper 60's to mid 70's (F).  However, on Friday the thermometer is going to drop back into a more seasonal range.  This is fine with me.

More ornaments arrived yesterday.  And on Saturday my Chewy order arrives.  So, you ask, what do the two have in common?  I'm going to use the large, empty Chewy boxes to store the ornaments, one box for each season.  Repurpose, Repurpose, Repurpose.

Of course, everybody is talking about the Harry and Meghan interview....  There, I gave it a mention.  Oh, my, you'll think I don't care about the Royals.  Honestly?  Not really.  He's cute.  She's pretty.  He was born into Royalty.  She wasn't.  I don't know anything about Royalty.  In fact, I had to do a bit of research into Nobility because of Lord Doyle Adair, and still I know very little, except that they're not as stodgy as everyone might believe.  I present for your reading pleasure the opening paragraph as evidence.  This is how it begins:

Nobility.  I do not really understand the concept that some people are more noble than others.  As an American, I know extraordinarily little about Lords and their Ladies and even less about Dukes and their Duchesses.  I have no idea if an Earl is married to an Earlette or not, or if that’s even his wife’s title.  To me, an Earlette sounds like a black girl group from the 60’s.  So when my friend Canada Howard told me she was marrying into nobility, one Lord Doyle Adair, from Adairton, Scotland, I said the first thing that came to my mind.  “Shit.”

I understand Loser #45 quietly slipped up into NYC.  Legal problems.  The investigation is growing, like that's a surprise to anyone.  His Chicago Tower and all the dirty little financial tricks surrounding it are now being put under the microscope.  I don't even want to imagine how he'd be torturing us if he were still on Twitter.  The wonderful truth is the longer this goes on, the more of a loser he becomes.  He will end up being the biggest loser America has ever seen... oh, wait, I think he's already got that title under his belt.