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Bondage Friday.
May. 25th, 2007 05:08 amNo, not the sexy kind. I'm working tonight to cover for my coworker, who will be enjoying an extended camping trip with his partner. Because of odd schedules and the holiday weekend and my coworker's small amount of accrued vacation time, things are a bit screwy. But I still manage to make out with Saturday and Sunday free.
Once again, I'm going to be spending this weekend trying to clean. Last weekend, I tried to do the same thing, and I failed pretty miserably. This time, I hope to do far more succeeding than failing.
Yesterday's post got lost or, more likely, got left on my Semagic client. I'll post it again when I get home because if I took two minutes to write crap about my trip to Trader Joe's, you'd better believe that I'm going to make you spend two seconds skipping to the more interesting post beneath it.
What I don't think I mentioned in yesterday's post, is that I bought some new tea. Sadly, I left it at home today. I do most of my tea-drinking at work now, even as the summer approaches. And ever since the firm started shelling out for Peet's Coffee beans and dispensers on every floor—after a massive and exciting taste-test period where different brands were considered by the coffee-drinking elite—I've been even less willing to rely on their perfunctorily offered Bigelow herbal tea.
The tea was purchased at Teavana, which has a store at the Sherman Oaks Fashion Square. One of the most interesting things about the experience was the casual elegance with which the salesperson handled our interaction. I knew what I wanted going in, small sizes of a fruity infusion and a good-quality black tea. And that's what I left with. But along the way, I haven't felt such creative retail pressure. There were at least three very different ways of persuading me to buy larger quantities of each (not counting the part where I asked if they would sell in 1 oz. units unstead of 2 oz). The most surprising was when, after she had filled the tea-holding bag, she opened it up and displayed it to ask if it was "OK." For a split second, I thought, "Well, golly, that sure doesn't look like very much tea, nestled down into that bag," before the rest of my brain jumped in and said, "You know perfectly well that's the amount you need and want no matter how it looks." Still, the speed and competence of the manuever brought me very close to impulse buy a few times.
This was all undoubtedly intensified because I thought she was sexy too.
MonNYTX: 5:30. I was overthinking. TueNYTX: 4:15. I was a bit disappointed that the ancillary theme entries weren't symmetric. WedNYTX: 5:15. WedOX: 6:15. ThuNYTX: 6:45. FriNYTX: 14:30.
Once again, I'm going to be spending this weekend trying to clean. Last weekend, I tried to do the same thing, and I failed pretty miserably. This time, I hope to do far more succeeding than failing.
Yesterday's post got lost or, more likely, got left on my Semagic client. I'll post it again when I get home because if I took two minutes to write crap about my trip to Trader Joe's, you'd better believe that I'm going to make you spend two seconds skipping to the more interesting post beneath it.
What I don't think I mentioned in yesterday's post, is that I bought some new tea. Sadly, I left it at home today. I do most of my tea-drinking at work now, even as the summer approaches. And ever since the firm started shelling out for Peet's Coffee beans and dispensers on every floor—after a massive and exciting taste-test period where different brands were considered by the coffee-drinking elite—I've been even less willing to rely on their perfunctorily offered Bigelow herbal tea.
The tea was purchased at Teavana, which has a store at the Sherman Oaks Fashion Square. One of the most interesting things about the experience was the casual elegance with which the salesperson handled our interaction. I knew what I wanted going in, small sizes of a fruity infusion and a good-quality black tea. And that's what I left with. But along the way, I haven't felt such creative retail pressure. There were at least three very different ways of persuading me to buy larger quantities of each (not counting the part where I asked if they would sell in 1 oz. units unstead of 2 oz). The most surprising was when, after she had filled the tea-holding bag, she opened it up and displayed it to ask if it was "OK." For a split second, I thought, "Well, golly, that sure doesn't look like very much tea, nestled down into that bag," before the rest of my brain jumped in and said, "You know perfectly well that's the amount you need and want no matter how it looks." Still, the speed and competence of the manuever brought me very close to impulse buy a few times.
This was all undoubtedly intensified because I thought she was sexy too.
MonNYTX: 5:30. I was overthinking. TueNYTX: 4:15. I was a bit disappointed that the ancillary theme entries weren't symmetric. WedNYTX: 5:15. WedOX: 6:15. ThuNYTX: 6:45. FriNYTX: 14:30.
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