[doodlebug]

cob: shoe shopping with size 9.5 EE feet, in a small community, where it doesn't matter HOW much money you're prepared to spend b/c there's nothing to buy anyway.

cob: having to spend $120 CAD (plus taxes) ON SALE for a simple pair of black leather slides.

cob: they were the ONLY respectable pair of shoes in the entire store that fit me (excluding the retirement-home-style lace-ups).

cob: wasn't NAFTA supposed to increase consumer choices for Canadians? Lying sacks of capitalist pig shit.

anti-cob: at least I have one respectable pair of shoes now. I'll have to find something with a closed back before winter, though. Mebbe I'll just get them cowboy boots I've been coveting for 12 years. I could totally get away with it, being from a ranching region.

cob: inheriting the exact size, shape, and structure of foot from my flat-footed, high-instepped father.

anti-cob: my father's flat feet kept him out of the Royal Canadian Army during WWII.

cob: the Royal Canadian Navy took him instead.

[miss_jane]

cob: When my county council (who are also my employers) decide to set up a call centre to take away the "burden" of all departments having to answer their phones. This is my favourite part of my job - you get to sit out back away from the customers and get on with other jobs while doing it. It is not a hard job, and it is not one we need help with. Add this to the fact that the call centre workers are going to get paid more than we do, AND the fact that we have to train them, leads me to being a very bitter person. Not to mention the fact that it will lead to an inferior service. Grrrr.