Just a couple bits for today:
Yesterday, after I got home, I called around a couple Lowe's stores to see if they had any of the epoxy clear coat in stock. The only one that carried it was the Union City store. When I called, the girl that answered said "yes" right away - she didn't even check. I asked again to clarify the brand, and she said "yes" again. Since it's a half-hour drive to UC from Dublin, I was gonna be pissed if she was wrong and they didn't have any because she didn't want to take a minute to check.
Marc was picking up the Mazda in Fremont, so he drove to Lowe's to meet me there. He got there first, and he couldn't find it. He had two employees helping him, and none of them knew where it was either. I got there, and didn't see it either. Finally, the girl who I think I spoke with showed up, looked for it, and said, "we had some, but I guess we sold out." I was about to get really bitchy - it didn't help that she had a sort of bitchy attitude.
She went to go check their computer inventory, and I searched the shelves a bit more. I finally spied a box of it way in the back of the shelf, on its side. Just as she came back to tell us they were all out, I told her I found one. She actually said something to the effect of, "I doubt that's it." I mentally kicked her in the rear.
I cleared some stuff, and pointed out the box to her, so that she could see for herself. Since it was far back in the shelf, I couldn't reach it, so she went to get a pole. Marc came over, and when I showed him where it was, he was able to get to it. The girl came back with the pole, and when we told her we got it, she actually made an annoyed, exasperated face. I mentally punched her in the nose.
The funny thing is, when Marc and I went to the self checkout, we found out that the epoxy cost $100, not the $60 I thought it was labeled as the last time I saw it. We hemmed and hawed a bit, and decided we didn't want to spend THAT much money on the floor, and opted not to buy it. After all that!
We went to Texas Roadhouse to have dinner. While we were there, I saw something going on with one of the hosts and some people that were just about to sit down at a table. The host looked very annoyed, and he was pointing his finger at them and shaking his head. I could see him mouthing, "NO NO NO." The guy he was pointing at got up, and when he did, I saw that he had a chihuahua strapped to his chest in a sling.
In a restaurant!
The host escorted them to the door, and I think they had someone in their party take the dog home. People are just so dumb, I swear. This whole accessory dog thing is quickly becoming one of the most annoying trends on the planet.
One wacky thing I saw on the way to work this morning: there was a guy on a motorcycle that was driving like an ass. He was driving way too close to people, and he made a really stupid lane change - he came really close to a truck that was in front of him, and totally cut off this Prelude. I don't know if the Prelude flashed its lights or something, but the motorcycle then changed lanes again and cut off the truck (and this was a big rig), pointed back at the Prelude with his hand like a gun, and made two "shooting" motions at the Prelude before speeding off.
Hmm, I should've titled this blog, "Jerks and Assholes."

I adore my doggy, and he goes with us to a lot of places ... but not to restaurants and grocery stores etc!