On Friday afternoon, we went to Home Depot to grab the insulation we would need for the attic. When we got to the register, I whipped out my military ID card for the usual discount both Lowe's and Home Depot give and the cashier told me that for building materials, they no longer offer the discount. Of course, Eva was out of hearing distance from this little conversation or she would have immediately said, F@&* this S*@% and cancelled the transaction. I'm a little more level headed. I said to the lady, You realize that your competitor is right next door, right? She smiled and said I would probably want to fill out the survey included with the receipt. I let Eva do the survey, I on the other hand just go to Lowe's henceforth.
insulation I got at Home Depot.
True Value and rented a sheet rock lift. One thing I've learned over the years - never even think about doing the ceiling without a lift. If you are a pro working with a crew, fine, but if you are the amateur homeowner, pay the $25 and rent one of these. Your back will thank you later.
Oh, little side note. On the way back home, I stopped at the Bill Miller's in Lytle to grab some breakfast tacos. Eva wanted a sausage with bean and cheese and I wanted sausage with egg and cheese. Plus, I ordered a large coffee. I was the only one in line so there was no rush or any distractions but it took the girl three tries to understand my order. This was not an issue of language - we both spoke English - but for some reason she was just having an off morning. Anyway, she rings me up, I pay, then another lady comes in and she starts to take her order. I stopped her and asked about my coffee. Oh, you wanted coffee? I should have taken that as my hint for what was about to come. After ringing up my coffee, I wait a few minutes for my order.
When I got home, Eva opens the bag and starts looking at the tacos. They were all egg and cheese (no sausage) and one of the eggs & cheese tacos had beans. I look at the receipt, and the order is exactly correct. The people in the back put in our bag exactly what was on the ticket, it's just that the girl at the register didn't type in any of what I said.
I usually would just let it go but Eva was threatening to go back, so I thought I better do it. I go back and show her the receipt and explain that the order wasn't right. She looks at the receipt and says, did they not give you eggs and cheese and beans, etc.? I smiled and explained that the people in the kitchen got the order right, but she didn't enter what I wanted.
A few minutes later I was leaving with all the right food. And yes, I checked before I pulled out of the parking lot. You know, I know mistakes happen, but yikes!