I’m still somewhat bitter about the workplace’s replacement of the conventional toaster with a toaster oven. To justify my argument, a few pages from the instruction manual were posted on the wall behind the toaster oven. Seems I’m not alone in my disgust.
For some proof on how idiotic it is to make toast now, you can click here for full instructions and nifty little diagrams. Jesus, it’s like converting your gas-powered vehicle to run on vegetable oil. I don’t even want to know what I’d have to do to make some Pop-Tarts.
With all the work involved, you might as well Melbafy them while you’re at it. Elwood Blues would not approve.
But because of all this retardation surrounding the toaster oven, I chose to make a switch to Quaker Weight Control Oatmeal as an in-between meal snack. It’s tasty, filling, and only 2 Weight Watchers Points.
And here’s another WTF? moment from a few days ago. I wanted to check the price of a Hot Wheels 5-Pack which had a shelf label price of $1.25. Good price but I wanted to make sure. So I scanned it and here’s what I got:
Huh? Fortunately, it rang up as $1.25. But the sad thing is that when I was a semi-serious Hot Wheels collector, I actually saw a guy pay $1,500 cash for a rare vehicle.
Thankfully I would remain a collector for only a short time. Those guys are really nuts. They actually know the shipping dates and cargo of trucks going to local retailers–no kidding. That’s why now when we go to Target and there’s a collector nearby, I always tell Anthony that this car “would be fun to play with in the mud!”
Oh, if looks could kill. Imagine–a child playing with die cast cars. Unbelievable!