posted on May 15th, 2006 in stolen items
So many of the items that were stolen are things I use on a daily basis, but the loss of a portable Mac that I can call my own has been affecting me quite a bit — especially today.
To make that shiny nickel every week, I do website stuff. I also test websites across Mac and PC browsers, even that hateful browser that developers know as Mac/IE5. Let’s just say that said browser causes some headaches for us every now and then. Sometimes it just makes up reasons to distort your design.
Now, I have no Mac laptop at the moment so I’m “borrowing” use of an iMac that’s downstairs. Every time I want to test out that brand spankin’ new line of CSS code, I have to run my ass down the stairs and hit refresh just to see that my hard work amounted to jack shit in the face of Internet Explorer. Doing all this in 90 degree California weather is not cool.
So damn you, thief (and Mac/IE5 developers). I ran a marathon today.
posted on May 1st, 2006 in stolen items
So whenever I find some free time, I’d like to write a note or two about some of the items that were stolen.
I thought I’d start it off by writing about something I already bought back with my own money (yeah, I took the $8.11 hit): my digital timer.
It has 3 buttons and it counts down from the number of hours/minutes you choose. It’s super simple and really portable. I use it for damn near everything: from dedicating a certain amount of time for work, as an alarm, kitchen timer (the kitchen is downstairs and I never use the oven timer, so I gotta trust this thing right here) and it has about 500 other uses in my daily life.
Now, not only was this handy gadget stolen… It turns out that I must’ve bought one of the few that actually worked. I bought the same brand as the one that was stolen from the same store, but I had to get 3 replacements before getting a working one. I’m sure the customer service lady thought I was just smashing these on the ground after running out the store, too.
In between those replacements, I scoped out other digital timers from several different stores and they either had too many buttons, had a limit on the amount of time I could count down from, or were too complex for what I needed.
Luckily, the 3rd replacement’s the charm, but for something that should’ve been so simple, it was a big waste of time. Fuck you, thief. You stole my time away from me. (damn puns)