The Pacific Northwest has a chain called Fred Meyer (now owned by Kroger) that sells groceries, clothing, furniture, electronics, you name it. You can buy a bicycle, but you can’t get one serviced. The original Fred Meyer wanted it to be a one-stop shop. Now Kroger is cutting back the non-food stuffs, but keeping the pharmacy. It seems to be about sales volume.
It’s sad, because it was fun having a place where you could buy a patio table, a barbecue grill, and the cookout fixings.
I went to a Nik Wallenda circus in January that was fantastic. Acrobats, aerial artist, high wire act (of course!), clowns, dancers, contortionists, juggler, and …yes, trained dogs.
My mom was a substitute teacher in an underprivileged school in NYC for about a minute in the 50s. The kids set her hair on fire, and that was the end of that. She decided saving the children was not for her.
I was such a bad server that I would not have understood that. One time a customer left me a list of ‘tips’ on a napkin. The extra humiliating part was that she had time to get the idea, find a pen, and write them all down while she was waiting for her check.
This was during the Christmas rush at a restaurant at a mall department store. It was my first job with an actual paycheck, as compared to babysitting and odd jobs. I laugh at the store that chose to hire a kid too young to carry alcohol to the tables and with no experience that might help her endear herself to the older servers who could have shown her the ropes, but it taught me that restaurant staffing is a team sport and that it’s a harder job than I expected. And the second suckiest part of it (after the humiliation of knowing that I was terrible) was that I got taxed on 15% of my checks regardless of the fact that I never made anything close to that.
I had to go back and look at several strips’ worth of Milo’s untied shoelaces.
I got sent to special ed because I couldn’t be in first grade until I could skip. Seems to me they were stricter in the old days about that sort of stuff. I can’t imagine the penalty for not tying your shoelaces properly.
I was over forty, and a guy at a pub quiz taught our team a brilliant way to tie shoelaces so they cannot come undone, but without the double knot problem. I promptly forgot and am too ashamed to youtube it.
I love that you take the time to comment on a lot of your strips. And I love the details, like his woodland desk set, even when they’re not integral to the plot.
The Pacific Northwest has a chain called Fred Meyer (now owned by Kroger) that sells groceries, clothing, furniture, electronics, you name it. You can buy a bicycle, but you can’t get one serviced. The original Fred Meyer wanted it to be a one-stop shop. Now Kroger is cutting back the non-food stuffs, but keeping the pharmacy. It seems to be about sales volume.
It’s sad, because it was fun having a place where you could buy a patio table, a barbecue grill, and the cookout fixings.