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Well, I got
part of my car stereo |
3/14/2003 |
First of all, I had to dismantle this stupid swingset
that we've had in our yard for the longest time, and no one has gone
on it since forever ago, and it's rusted. We had to move it to the
front due to it being in the way of the tree that the electric
company had to cut down. Apparently, the wire was right against the
tree and rubbing against it when the wind blew. They said that if
you cut a 3rd or more of the tree off then it won't survive, and the
place they would have to cut was about halfway, so they just cut the
whole thing down since it would die anyway. We had another guy come
and cut another of the trees down that was near the one the
electric company did. The wire was rubbing against a redwood, but
the other one was just one that looks like a huge Christmas tree. In
the very high winds last February, one of our trees fell (you can go
back and read about it in the entry during that time if you're a
hardcore fan of my life, or if you're just extremely bored). I said
it fell, but it only sorta fell. See, the way the tree grew, it
split halfway up and had 2 tops. In the wind, one of them broke off,
taking part of the lower area with it. This made the tree very weak
and would probably fall if wind with any strength blew against it.
That's dangerous, especially since it's in range of our house, so we
had it cut down, too, which made for a lot of limb-dragging for Matt
and Ben, and a lot of wood-chopping for me. So anyway, nothing much
happened at home, except I was bored and hadn't talked to Carly in a
while and decided to call her up to chat. She answered and I said,
"Hey... what's up?" She laughed and said it was Carly's mom. I said
she sounds just like her, and she said a lot of people say that.
Well, then Carly got on, sounding less than hyper. I told her how I
mistaked her mom for her, and she said she didn't want to talk right
now. I hope everything's alright. When things like this happen I
always wonder if it's something to do with me. I hope she's at work
tomorrow, and hopefully she'll be feeling better. I hate seeing her
depressed. I need to stop worrying.
So I drove to The Good Guys and picked out the deck and speakers
I wanted, and the guy said that they couldn't install them today
because it takes like 4 hours and the car installation closes at 7,
and it was around 3:30. Great. Well, I asked if they could just do
the radio and speakers and not the subwoofer and amplifier. The guys
said that he suggests doing it all at one time so he won't have to
close it all up and then open it up again the next day. So I asked
if he could just put in the radio and I'd use the speakers that were
in there for now. He said he could do that. I got a different deck,
which was $150 cheaper because it was by a different company and
didn't allow MP3s to be played. In terms of sound and everything
else, the guy said it's as good as the more expensive one, and it's
the one that he has. The reason I got this is because they have a
hard drive thing that you can put MP3s on that allows even the deck
I got to play MP3s, and the more expensive one only could read
MP3s on a CD, which means I'd have to burn more than one CD and
also it'd be a pain if I downloaded more because I'd have to put
them on a CD first. The good thing about this deck that I got, also,
is that it can turn backwards when the car's off so it looks like
just a black, flat panel, and you can even have a code you have to
put in for it to turn back around. So tomorrow I'll have them
install the speakers, sub, and amp. It's also under a 5-year
warranty.
Well, at work, things were pretty normal. One thing
out-of-the-ordinary happened, which I don't particularly like. There
was this young lady playing the crane machine to get a stuffed
animal... you know what I'm talking about? Well, I was pushing an
empty cart that someone left in the small arcade area to the cart
rail. The crane machine and lady were between me and where I was
going. There was plenty of room for me to go by without
getting too close to her. So I started going and I noticed that
before the crane even got to the toy, she left it and stood beside
the machine. I didn't know why she did that and just thought it odd.
Once I got past her, she said, "Excuse you," kinda loudly. I looked
back and saw she was serious. I didn't know what she meant at first,
but then realized it and said, "Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't know I was
in you're way--" and she immediately said, "Yeah, whatever (or
something to that extent). Don't be rude; that's not your job."
Needless to say, I went over and over it in my mind the whole rest
of the time I did carts (it happened maybe an hour before it was
time to go home). I kept looking for her to come out. I had it
thought out that I'd say, "Hey, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to be
rude. I didn't realize you were moving for me until you said that,
and it didn't look like you were in the way." If she interrupted I'd
say, "Wait, just listen," and then explain. Then I'd offer to help
her unload her stuff into her car. Well, I didn't see her for a long
time and I figured I missed her. But then I saw her at the
checkstand with a man and a little boy. I wasn't going to go
apologize with the guy there, and 2 people I told said to just not
worry about it because I didn't do anything wrong. Chris said he
hates it when people thinks he's rude, too, and he knows what I mean
about thinking about it the whole rest of the day. Man, I'm tired.
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