Abandoned Stuff by Saskboy

The latest attempt:

Hoar frost at the UofR outside the Classroom Building (great name, eh?)

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Yesterday I took Ashley to the hospital for what she thought was an emergency. We got there early Saturday morning, and waited over 4 hours before being seen by a doctor. A few ambulances came through, but we suspect they didn’t even have a doctor taking patients for the first two hours we sat there. I read an entire Time magazine and did a double take when there was an ad for CBC’s Q program. I realized the Canadian edition had Canadian ads. Woo CanCon, in the worst possible way :-S

I had to get work to cover my shift because Ashley didn’t know if she’d be able to get home on her own. We got out of the hospital, after I’d gone in search of food and drivers license renewal twice. The first time the issuer was closed, and the 7-11’s food selection was not very tempting. The footlongs didn’t have prices, only expiry dates, and the muffins would have been better had they had dates on them (I’d have not bothered taking one). It should have been a clue when the tongs couldn’t grip it and it slipped back onto the muffin shelf as I tried to put it into a bag. So I picked it up with my fingers instead. Ashley and I were going to be the ones eating that one anyway, right?

I took it in a bag to the counter. The clerk didn’t even look at me for about the first 10 seconds, and then acknowledged my presence only by taking the $20 I was holding out silently. She attempted to then open a roll of quarters, unsuccessfully. She walked over to the next till, and fumbled around looking for $18.44 in change, again failing. I offered that I probably didn’t have exact change or any bill smaller, but looked in my coins anyway, which I knew were few. I had a loonie, a 50¢ coin to spend on someone nice like a tip for good service (which didn’t seem like an option in this transaction), a penny, a nickel, and a quarter.

Cringing on the inside, I handed over my loonie, fifty cent, nickel, and penny, and she carefully inspected the fifty cent and tossed it back onto the counter mumbling something about not wanting it. I pushed it back in her direction saying, “it’s fifty cents, it’s good) and walked out the door with my muffin, and $20 bill. Ugh, I should have used my debit card I just realized.

I later went and picked up a Subway footlong sub, and got my new photo ID (to be sent in the mail). I asked the Cooks SGI people when the new country station started up and they thought Thursday. There’s a new FM country station in Regina by the way, woo hoo! It’s Big Dog 92.7 run by Astral Media they say, and are playing 5000 songs before they start advertising on it, so it’s pretty good for now at least.

Ashley was feeling better by the time we finally got out of the hospital, and we headed to our planned destination, the Capital Ford grand opening party in north Regina. We were crashing the party for free food, and I figured I’d take a test drive in a hybrid if it was possible. We got the free food, and looked around, but one of the sales dudes said (approximately) that the Ford hybrids sucked, had no power, were essentially a marketing scam that doesn’t result in vehicle cost savings, and they only had one hybrid Escape around at the moment. I didn’t pursue a test drive with a pep talk like that ;-), but did enjoy the finger food. I thought I saw Nate Davis selling cars for Ford, but didn’t ask to be sure.

We wandered around the lot for a while, and took a look at the neighbouring (and confusingly similarly named) Capital GM dealership. We almost took a test drive in a Sunfire, but had to get going for another appointment. In the evening we watched Weird Al for some entertainment. Trapped in the Drive-Thru sums up modern couple life better than most sitcoms. Much better. And they forgot the onions!

I’m considering attending Cross Country Checkup with Rex Murphy on Sunday, but we’ll see how the day turns out after a little winter jacket shopping.

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UPDATE: Bought a new jacket, it’s great. Saw Rex, and asked a question/gave a comment. And Astral Media is one of those big-butt companies that owns all media :-(