I guess not everyone needs to know that I try to be a nice person
Inspired by an unexpected payrise this week, on the way home from work tonight I popped into my local Target for some new clothes. After I waded through the crap (oh so much of it) and managed to find some things worth trying on (NOT neon, NOT hippie, NOT patterened to the point that it could cause an epileptic fit) I went through the usual agony when leaving the fitting rooms – should I hand in the clothes I tried on but don’t want to buy? I always feel sorry for the poor school/university students who work at Target, and especially at the change rooms. I can barely deal with my own coathangers at home – imagine being surrounded by them at work? Usually I meekly walk out of the change room and try to put the clothes back on the right racks.
But sometimes I just can’t be arsed and just chuck them anywhere. Which is where I have my dilema – shouldn’t I just hand them in to the poor soul working the change room and leave it to their (assumingly) trained hands? Am I making it worse by just leaving things randomly in the store?
I’m guessing that I would technically be doing them a favour by handing then my unwanted garments instead. But I always feel like such a bitch when I do.
It’s not like I’m incapable of helping Target staff in making their job less difficult. Right?
A Google challenge for you
- Go to google.com
- Type in “find Chuck Norris”
- Click “I’m feeling lucky”
- Go back to google.com
- Type in “French military victories”
The trick? The 2 results are actually web pages designed to look like Google. Due to people linking to these pages and whatnot, the site gets higher ranking on Google’s pigeonrank. Being the top result means clicking “I’m feeling lucky” will take you right to these pages. When you’re at these pages, check out the URL to see that it’s not actually Google.
Nifty, huh?
But this should also make you aware of internet banking scams, etc, cause this is how they can manage to get your passwords. Bastards
Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert video love
It’s all Genna’s fault for making me want to write Jon Stewart/Stephen Colbert slash, but the Fake News Hour videos mashed up by Uluviel aren’t only awesome but s/he also provides a text file detailing exactly what episode each tidbit is from.
If that isn’t the definition of awesomeness, I challenge you to better it :o)
And finally…
Tonight is my last night here in sunny England. Paris was beautiful, yesterday I hugged Robbie Williams at Madame Tussaud’s and last night stayed at Becca!’s house. Today we’re taking it pretty easy and tonight is a final dinner with Becca! and Genna before heading back to Genna’s for packing, etc. Tomorrow I’m in London all day, hanging out with Becca!, Floey, Charlie, Harriet and hopefully Jo as well. A gathering that could be bigger than my arrival will take me to Heathrow tomorrow night.
My jetlag plan is to get a couple of hours’ sleep when we take off from Heathrow and then try to stay awake until we take off from Singapore and sleep Singapore-Sydney. Nothing ever goes to plan, but I feel better for at least having one in my head.
I haven’t got the brain capacity to type up the detail of my last week here and I’m not ready to deal with the reality of leaving here. But I’m very excited to be going home to Dan and the boys and to being back in Enmore and catching up with friends, family, even work! and meeting baby Angus.
Just quickly
Am back at Genna’s for the night, but we’re up at 4.00am to catch the train to PARIS!
This week has been London, Newark, Newcastle, Edinburgh, York and Newark. But it’s late and I still need to dry my hair and pack before I go to bed and it’s almost 11.00pm.
But in the meantime:
