On Sunday, I attended the Vintage Virginia Wine Festival in Manassas, VA with my girlfriend. While I was there, I learned something… I know nothing about wine. I also observed a few things about yuppies that I never noticed before.
Two hours of sleep, a five-hour drive, a Red Bull, and maybe a No Doz… all worth it considering what I get in exchange for driving to New Jersey: two and a half inch square, steam-grilled patties on a custom-baked bun, topped with tiny, sizzling onions, and pickles. I might just eat 30!
When I noticed that my Facebook wall postings were not showing up, I thought it would be an easy fix. But, I found out just how difficult it is to troubleshoot a Facebook problem.
It never fails, I always get stuck behind the person who doesn’t know how to use self-checkout. And, they always have produce or some other item with no barcode.
Would you let someone call you by the wrong name for almost a year before correcting them? For me, the answer was yes.