Mild frustrations
Nov. 14th, 2003 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterArgh, I hate my internal self-censor!
I won another $20, and with $4 on my card that means I have $24 to spend. I've been banking my reward money lately, and decided that the $24 could thus be used on a little present for me. I stopped by Best Buy after work with an eye toward picking up a DVD of something—either audio (to which I allude in my recent voicepost) or video. Particularly, I'd like some sort of 5.1-mixed concert DVD in order to show off my new sound system some more. The Eagles disc is nice, but I'd like a little variety.
Anyway, I saw a few likely prospects. But...my internal self-censor kept asking me, "Are you sure you want to pay new price for that?" or "Don't you think you'd only watch that once or twice?" or "Are you sure you're not buying that just to have and not to watch? After all, you've seen it already."
So I didn't buy the Yes audio DVD or symphonic concert DVD. I didn't buy Read or Die, Stop Making Sense, or the two James Taylor concert videos. (I did pick up a free sampler DVD containing the first two hours of 24 season two...but then, that was free.)
After that, I drove to a used CD and DVD shop and looked to see if they had any of the things I wanted...but of those things they did have, the price was too high. And then I drove by Blockbuster to see if they had anything in terms of music video that I could rent, but saw nothing I wanted. So all in all I wasted about an hour, and not much to show for it but a lot of frustration at myself for not letting myself buy something.
Just now, I just got back from driving the neighbor down to a place just off of Ingram Mill Road, south of the Springfield 8—for those who know Springfield geography, it's a decent 10-minute drive either way. She asked me for a favor, and I, pushover that I am, was happy to oblige.
Finally, a bit of residual frustration from the job today: I was on hold to our financial services department for two whole hours, missing one of my breaks by about an hour and a half and thus throwing my schedule compliance out of whack. Approximately one hour and forty minutes into my hold time, the department closed for the evening—one hour earlier than the schedule I have says they close. Apparently they knock off early on Fridays. Not only did nobody ever tell me they close that early, their hold system didn't tell me they'd closed; I assume they would have let me wait 'til I got off work if a co-worker hadn't called in again and checked. Grr.
Anyway, enough venting. It's later in the evening than I thought it was, so I'm going to bed.
I won another $20, and with $4 on my card that means I have $24 to spend. I've been banking my reward money lately, and decided that the $24 could thus be used on a little present for me. I stopped by Best Buy after work with an eye toward picking up a DVD of something—either audio (to which I allude in my recent voicepost) or video. Particularly, I'd like some sort of 5.1-mixed concert DVD in order to show off my new sound system some more. The Eagles disc is nice, but I'd like a little variety.
Anyway, I saw a few likely prospects. But...my internal self-censor kept asking me, "Are you sure you want to pay new price for that?" or "Don't you think you'd only watch that once or twice?" or "Are you sure you're not buying that just to have and not to watch? After all, you've seen it already."
So I didn't buy the Yes audio DVD or symphonic concert DVD. I didn't buy Read or Die, Stop Making Sense, or the two James Taylor concert videos. (I did pick up a free sampler DVD containing the first two hours of 24 season two...but then, that was free.)
After that, I drove to a used CD and DVD shop and looked to see if they had any of the things I wanted...but of those things they did have, the price was too high. And then I drove by Blockbuster to see if they had anything in terms of music video that I could rent, but saw nothing I wanted. So all in all I wasted about an hour, and not much to show for it but a lot of frustration at myself for not letting myself buy something.
Just now, I just got back from driving the neighbor down to a place just off of Ingram Mill Road, south of the Springfield 8—for those who know Springfield geography, it's a decent 10-minute drive either way. She asked me for a favor, and I, pushover that I am, was happy to oblige.
Finally, a bit of residual frustration from the job today: I was on hold to our financial services department for two whole hours, missing one of my breaks by about an hour and a half and thus throwing my schedule compliance out of whack. Approximately one hour and forty minutes into my hold time, the department closed for the evening—one hour earlier than the schedule I have says they close. Apparently they knock off early on Fridays. Not only did nobody ever tell me they close that early, their hold system didn't tell me they'd closed; I assume they would have let me wait 'til I got off work if a co-worker hadn't called in again and checked. Grr.
Anyway, enough venting. It's later in the evening than I thought it was, so I'm going to bed.
