Sometimes I wonder if I’m living in a different universe or
crossed into another dimension. Why do some people make everything so
difficult? I like things to be simple.
I was at Tim Horton for lunch. I’m not a Tim Horton’s fan,
but my wife likes the coffee, so I go. I usually just have a soup, but I’m
getting a bit tired of eating the same soup all the time. I don’t care for the
Classic Chicken Noodle soup, mainly because it has those large butterfly pasta.
All you taste is the pasta. I like my chicken noodle soup with regular soup
noodles. Don’t like the Harvest Vegetable soup, either, nor the Onion soup. I
like the broccoli or cauliflower soup, the Italian Wedding is okay, also. But
they don’t always have those.
Anyway, this time I ordered an Italian Sausage sandwich with
a soft drink. The girl asked me if I want to make it a meal. It would cost me
$6.49 and I would still get a donut with that. It would be cheaper than
ordering the sandwich and drink separately. So I said, “Okay.” I don’t mind
saving money.
When I looked at the screen that displays what she punches
in I noticed that she charged me for each item separately: Sandwich,
drink, donut. It came to more than $6.49. When I questioned it, she said that
the meal includes a coffee but not a soft drink. Then she said, “I’ll see what
I can do.” So she starts explaining what she’s going to do and by this time she
lost me. I had no idea what she was actually doing. She started adding and
deducting items (My wife also ordered her coffee and bagel). I didn’t look
anymore at the screen while listening to the girl. I paid what she told me to
pay and went to get my food, feeling like a fool. I didn’t get a donut with my
order. They never give you a bill so I couldn’t even check what I paid for. It
seemed to me the bill was too high, but I was left with the feeling the whole thing was my fault.
Next time I’ll pay more attention, but mostly I’ll stick to
my original order and keep my mouth shut. Why offer something you can’t
deliver. All she did was confuse things. Usually, I am always suspicious when
somebody tells me they can make it a better deal. Better for whom? Not for me,
that’s for sure.
Then we went to Walmart. They were selling peaches by the
litre. I remarked to one of the sale’s women that I found it odd to sell
peaches by the liter. She gave me this blank look and I said, “You know
liquid—liter. Peaches are solid.” Still that blank look. She looked at the
peaches and then walked away. My wife said to me, “She had no idea what you
were talking about.” I felt like a fool again.
The whole situation is pretty sad. Of course, why am I so surprised? This whole metric
system we are supposed to have in Canada is completely screwed up.
Everything is a mess. They sell stuff by grams, millimeters, milliliters, liters; kg, by
a pound that has only 454 grams instead of 500 g; ounces (how do they fit into
a metric system?) meters, inches, etc. There is no rhyme or reason. A wonderful
system to confuse buyers. It is difficult to compare, but I carry a metric
converter when we go shopping.
We have one of our past Prime Ministers, Pierre Elliot
Trudeau, to thank for that mess. He’s the one who introduced the metric system
to Canada.
It was never implemented the correct way. He also declared Manitoba
a Bilingual Province
when it definitely isn’t, not with the low percentage of French Speaking
citizens living in Manitoba.
And now his son Justin is trying to become the next Prime Minister of Canada.
I’m afraid what he will screw up should he succeed. He’ll probably sell the
country to the minorities. He’s already hugging and kissing them and wants to
bring more into Canada
so they can change our free country into one similar to the one they are
running away from now.
Sorry, now I got carried away again. I’m not really into
politics, but at the same time I don’t want my adopted country changed. I like
it the way it is. I don’t think that is weird.
Have a good day.
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