I've been saving up for curtains in my dining room. So I drive nearly an hour (it's the traffic, not the distance) to go to JC Penny's. They're having a sale. I place my order with the uber-perky sales lady. She comes out from the storeroom and says, "Gee we only have 2 of the 5 valences you need. We can place a catalog order and have them delivered." So I agreed and they sent the wrong color. Means another drive down there. I get there and I'm irritated and the uber-perky sales twit looks at me like, "what's the big deal? Only a crazy weirdo *wouldn't* want to come to the mall!" *Grrrr*
ARGHH! I hate malls. The only reason I used to go to one was because of Popeyes chicken.
Then they built another Popeyes and I go to that one.
The folks that own the two Popeyes go to my church!
Anyway, I hate a wasted effort period...this kefir seems to be eluding me.