I was frustrated quite a bit. I was trying to make a purchase from Best Buy on-line. I went through the entire procedure but could not find a way to make the purchase. It took all of my data, including credit card number, date, etc., but there was no way to actually buy it. So I gave up and called Best Buy. They have seven options, from which you choose one to suit what you want to do. THERE IS NO OPTION TO MAKE A PURCHASE.
After messing around for awhile, I finally got a guy who said that he could take an order; I gather it was not his regular thing to do there. His English was so poor that I kept saying, "Please repeat that." I explained that I was the problem because of my poor hearing. By the time we got to the end (I think it took 5 minutes for him to get my credit card info recorded.) all of the units had been sold (It WAS a good deal.). So we fiddled around and I purchased something similar and $32 more expensive.
While I was on the telephone trying to order the Flat Bed Scanner from Best Buy the doorbell rang. I yelled for Myrna to answer it.
Later I found out that there was a great big, Grizzly, box left on the front porch by UPS. Myrna said that she could not move it. I figured it was a large scroll saw and table. The box was as almost as big as the porch when it was laid down with the up arrows pointing up. There was no room to maneuver. We got in each other’s way. If we were younger that could have led to a frisky adventure. Anyway we decided to open the box where it was. The porch is covered and it was raining. We really did not want to get stuck half way from the porch to the garage and get what ever it was wet.
Inside the box were 2,931,422 quarter inch diameter, Styrofoam balls. We know, because we counted them as we kept spilling them out of the box into the wind. I got out the big Ridgid shop vacuum and started sucking like mad. What was left was 70 pounds of wood disguised as red goop.
There was neither note, nor anything else inside to identify the sender. Finally in tiny print on the outside it said it was from Paul Gallian. But my Sherlock Holmes sense told me that the package was from our wonderful FWW Ambassador, Larry Merlau.
This was a great event. I mean that it isn’t every day someone receives a hunk of wood that weighs as much as they do. That big crotch of wood may be covered in red goo, but it is way too heavy to be pine or pine’s cousins...This is WOOD.
About a month ago Larry and I had a discussion about Chocolate Walnut so my Sherlock Holmes brain is saying, “I love chocolate, especially if it is wood.” So I am betting the farm that it is chocolate walnut. It is about two-feet wide and approximately 19 inches tall. A person should be able to make some real nice firewood out of something like that.
I’m so tickled that I can hardly stand it!!! Pic attached to rile up your jealousy.