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Originally posted by YT View PostWhere the hell exactly are you????
I may be tempted to hunt you down & buy you a beer!
Check your pmLast edited by Panoptes; August 17, 2014, 09:32 AM.19.1119, NO LONGER WAITING
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An aging hero saved me 12.99 plus tax yesterday!
You know the mandatory rack of Lions clothing that always seems to be stuffed in your face at the main door of most Meijer stores? If you aren't familiar, it is a tiny circular deal with really crappy, both in quality and selection, Honolulu Blue paraphernalia. Well it is a "must stop" for me. Therefore it is a must stop for my wife if she wants me to find the EXACT bike reflector she HAS to have TODAY.
So, as usual, I am picking through the Lions scantily priced treasures. Thinking, well, this one isn't completely stupid, paper thin, and cheap. I am sure I can squeeze into a medium (never going to happen but must always be thoroughly reviewed). Then, it hits me, that's a women's shirt. Wait, women wear this stuff? I turn to my wife, determined to buy what is now the coolest shirt ever to be placed on a rack (get it?).
My debit card nearly jumped from my wallet as I plucked the hanger from the rack to give my wife a better look under the flattering Meijer lighting. She scrunched her face just as I was about to give my speech on how cheap doesn't always mean crap. Before I could mutter a word, a let's say, 80+ year old man swerved our direction. He seemed to make a course correction as if some alarm went off. I mean he went from picking up his ointment prescription to the Lions rack in incredible time and fashion.
He white knuckled his cart, didn't slow down or miss a beat. Without even fully looking at me, he exclaimed in a surprisingly strong tone, "you don't want that, they haven't been any good since '79." He then promptly dropped his ointment from his basket and off he trucked past the rows of check out lines.
I replaced the shirt and darted for the dropped prescription in an attempt to chase him down. This is how I know he was no ordinary blue hair with a cranky streak. He literally outpaced me. I was not in full jog mode but this man was losing me while pushing a cart. He, of course, was too regal to answer to my pleas to stop; or maybe angels just don't answer to "sir".
I did finally catch up to him after twenty some check out lanes later, next to the fruit. He was thankful for having his medicine and I felt a debt was paid in full. By time I made it back to my wife, I didn't care about anything but finding a reflector for her bike and getting out of that crowded store.
That elderly hero not only warned me with voice of reason but also created a diversion for me to attend to. He then led me far enough away and through a maze of people (that magically got out of his way but found their way back into my way) until I was far from that little blue rack of temptation. The only life lesson I have not figured out yet is his reference to '79. They sucked then and since. Why 1979? I am sure it will come to me when it saves me from yet another profound mistake in judgment.Where are we going; and what's up with this hand basket?
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Originally posted by Trickalicious View PostAn aging hero saved me 12.99 plus tax yesterday!
You know the mandatory rack of Lions clothing that always seems to be stuffed in your face at the main door of most Meijer stores? If you aren't familiar, it is a tiny circular deal with really crappy, both in quality and selection, Honolulu Blue paraphernalia. Well it is a "must stop" for me. Therefore it is a must stop for my wife if she wants me to find the EXACT bike reflector she HAS to have TODAY.
So, as usual, I am picking through the Lions scantily priced treasures. Thinking, well, this one isn't completely stupid, paper thin, and cheap. I am sure I can squeeze into a medium (never going to happen but must always be thoroughly reviewed). Then, it hits me, that's a women's shirt. Wait, women wear this stuff? I turn to my wife, determined to buy what is now the coolest shirt ever to be placed on a rack (get it?).
My debit card nearly jumped from my wallet as I plucked the hanger from the rack to give my wife a better look under the flattering Meijer lighting. She scrunched her face just as I was about to give my speech on how cheap doesn't always mean crap. Before I could mutter a word, a let's say, 80+ year old man swerved our direction. He seemed to make a course correction as if some alarm went off. I mean he went from picking up his ointment prescription to the Lions rack in incredible time and fashion.
He white knuckled his cart, didn't slow down or miss a beat. Without even fully looking at me, he exclaimed in a surprisingly strong tone, "you don't want that, they haven't been any good since '79." He then promptly dropped his ointment from his basket and off he trucked past the rows of check out lines.
I replaced the shirt and darted for the dropped prescription in an attempt to chase him down. This is how I know he was no ordinary blue hair with a cranky streak. He literally outpaced me. I was not in full jog mode but this man was losing me while pushing a cart. He, of course, was too regal to answer to my pleas to stop; or maybe angels just don't answer to "sir".
I did finally catch up to him after twenty some check out lanes later, next to the fruit. He was thankful for having his medicine and I felt a debt was paid in full. By time I made it back to my wife, I didn't care about anything but finding a reflector for her bike and getting out of that crowded store.
That elderly hero not only warned me with voice of reason but also created a diversion for me to attend to. He then led me far enough away and through a maze of people (that magically got out of his way but found their way back into my way) until I was far from that little blue rack of temptation. The only life lesson I have not figured out yet is his reference to '79. They sucked then and since. Why 1979? I am sure it will come to me when it saves me from yet another profound mistake in judgment.
Please keep the forum informed about "1979"....., I'm as intrigued as you."...when Hibernian won the Scottish Cup final and that celebration, Sunshine on Leith? I don’t think there’s a better football celebration ever in the game.”
Sir Alex Ferguson
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The 1979 Detroit Lions season was the 50th season in franchise history. In the midst of what was a major rebuilding project, The woeful Lions finished the season with the worst record in the NFL and would have the first pick overall in the 1980 NFL Draft.
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