Or is it "Get PLAYED"?
Yesterday I took a full load of used books and magazines to Half Price Books for resale. I had to wheel 'em in a cart to my car, then from my car into the store. Check in, wait until they called my name, then they gave me the news:
CONGRATULATIONS! WE'RE PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE WE CAN OFFER YOU THE WHOPPING SUM OF $5.50
Big f__king whoop!
"We're kinda overstocked right now." (How come every time they see me walking in the door they're suddenly "overstocked"?)
Every year I do this, every year they insult me, every year I swear I'll never go back. I told K this was the absolute last time I'll ever darken their door. Of course she launched into her goody-two-shoes "it's not about the money but keeping things out of the landfill" spiel.
OK, fine. Next time I'll just run 'em through one of those tree limb shredders and turn 'em into mulch. See, I can be an environmentalist, too. Or I'll take them to the doctor's office. His magazines are really old.*
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I'm guessing we still have about another month of summer left before we begin to see the first signs of autumn (in Texas). Miserable as it still is, I can at least see the light at the end of the tunnel. And I have football season to take my mind off the lingering heat. Yes, football is a wonderful thing. ;)
S
* Or the library. I think they give their old ones away for free.
