Category Archive: consumerism

Insolent sales clerk

So, I was over at the electronics store (not a big box one) to buy a new set of earphones. The current ones I have for my iPod are starting to wear down. The sound cuts off frequently and I find that I have to tilt my head slightly one way or the other, or jiggle the cord just to get the sound back. Ridiculous! Anyway, in the store there’s the display with all sorts of earphones. Up in the top row I saw a set of Skullcandy ones so I tried to get it off the hook. After a moment or two I noticed that I couldn’t pull it off the damn thing. I just gave up and tried a different set. They too were locked in. How the hell am I supposed to comparison shop like that? What if I wanted to check out the specs of different sets to figure out which one suited my purposes? Whatever.

After a minute or two of frustration a clerk came over seemingly smiling at my ineptitude and I asked for the set on the top shelf. He pulled the magnetic key out of his pocket and unlocked the thing. Seriously, so where were you a minute or two ago, jackass? Don’t look at me like I’m an idiot. He brought it to the counter and promptly started ringing it in. I had to put a halt to that immediately, because seriously, I’d like to take a look at what I’m getting first. I went back to the display and started pawing the other brands. He just stood there as I tried to check the backside of the packages for stats, knowing full well that I couldn’t take them off properly. I went to check a cheaper brand and the clerk chuckled as if I had no clue: “[that brand] is not better than Skullcandy.” Gee, thanks. Why don’t you just let me look? Ugh.

In the end, I didn’t leave the place if only because the ones that I wanted were on sale. After he rang it in he asked if I was interested in the extended warranty. Apparently those exist for earbuds. Were you aware of that? I refused. Why would I want to spend 133% of the original cost on a gamble like that. First of all, these are cheap earbuds. If something were to happen to them 2 years from now I won’t be crying a river over them. He tried a second time saying that it could mean two extra pairs of earbuds for free in the future if something goes wrong. I still refused. He insisted, “for an extra $10?” I was already getting annoyed, but I kept it to a simple “no.” Think he’d get the hint, right? He did stop, but he stated while shaking is head “not many people would turn down two extra pairs of earbuds for $10.” AS IF. Don’t shake your head at me, asswipe! You know very well that you’re peddling bullshit. Don’t get mad because I saw through that.

Sorry, I just wanted to let go of all that.

Replacing the bag

Over the lunch hour, I decided to walk over to the Mountain Equipment Co-op to check out what kinds of work bags they had. See, my current bag goes back to about 2004-2005 and it’s really showing its age. I usually carry a variety of stuff in there: packets of oatmeal, snacks, various gadget plugs, pens, pay stubs, magazines, old newspapers that should have been thrown out long ago, lip balm, hand sanitizer, my travel mug, an umbrella and a whole other load of crap. My bag can get pretty heavy. After years of use, the strap sort of broke. The clips gave way under the stress in such a way that I couldn’t even fix it. I started carrying the think by the handles, and eventually the handle started fraying and peeling. It got pretty ugly. About a month ago I decided to become a little resourceful and just wrap the handles with black electrical tape. Yes, it restored a little bit of respectability to the thing, but honestly it’s still pretty damn ghetto.

The work bag

So, all right, I’d spotted a bag that I thought would be a good fit for me on the MEC website. I specifically went hunting for the bag. When I found it though I ended up thinking that the bag just wasn’t for me. I suppose I’d gone in with my mind already kind of decided on the outcome of heading to the store. Still, I found that the bag just didn’t fit with the kind of things “Jason” would get.

I’ve noticed that happens pretty frequently with me. As much as I’m in need of replacing something, I hardly ever find a substitute that I feel meets all of the standards of the old one. That’s one reason why I ended up taping the bag instead of replacing it. After all this time, I’m still hunting. What fits my aesthetic? Same thing goes for my wallet. It has a coin compartment that just makes things so convenient for me. I haven’t yet found a wallet that has the right dimensions as well as the coin pocket. I’ve tried other wallet types thinking that I’ll eventually just get used to them, but inevitably I just migrate back to my old beat up wallet that I seem to have had forever.

Hmm…you know what? I think this bag fits the bill: Fossil Nevada Messenger Bag. Either tomorrow or Friday I’ll head over to the Toronto Eaton Centre to see if they’ve got something in stock. If that’s a bust I’ll head to Yorkdale on the weekend.

I’ve got a plan. I’m going to dump that bag one way or another.

Vehicle complex

At some point early on I think I had developed something in terms of a vehicle complex of sorts. When I got my Corolla, I was quite pleased with myself. I mean, this was the first time I’d purchased a new vehicle. My reasons for buying that vehicle came down to reliability and the comfort factor (due to lengthy commutes): both of which the Corolla has a reputation for. I ended up getting the sport trim because it reminded me of my old Sunfire. As I read on about the Corolla though, I kept on reading reviews about it being rather boring. As much as I didn’t want those views to creep into my head, some of them did. Often when I’d talk about my vehicle I’d turn into an apologist of sorts. Crazy, isn’t it? Well, now that I’m nearing 5000 kilometres on my vehicle, I think my mind is totally at ease about my decision.

(God, it better be at this point.)

Seriously. As time has passed, I’ve gotten to know the car, and now I really don’t mind it at all. Previously I complained about the car being sluggish. Hmm…if it is, I don’t notice it at all anymore. Perhaps the car has gotten used to my driving style, or maybe I’ve adjusted my habits to the car’s abilities. Either way, its acceleration is completely fine; I honestly don’t know what I was complaining about before.

As far as looks go, the sport trim makes it look nice. When people would ask about my car, I used to say that it indeed looks great, but would qualify it with “but it’s a Corolla.” After a couple of months though, I don’t feel the need to add the qualification any more. Just the other night, one of my running buddies commented on how it looks reeeeeeally nice. I was about to blurt out “it’s a Corolla!” I suppressed the urge and just accepted the compliment. Why do I need to be apologetic? Good is good, right?

Anyway, I guess I just need to declare it: no more car angst! No kidding. I can do without useless mental clutter.

Orange “you glad for change” cola

I swear, I saw this on the news and was going to go to Honest Ed’s to get some but a colleague beat me to it.

Jones Soda: Orange "You Glad For Change" Cola

Waiting is the hard part

So, earlier this morning, according to the Canada Post website my package was in my end of the city and had the status: “Item out for delivery.” Nice! My waiting would soon come to an end. Throughout the work day I was hitting refresh on the tracker hoping for an update saying that the package was delivered home or that a notice was left at the door. Either would have been sufficient. Thing is, no updates happened at all. By 5 p.m. I was a little bit pissed. You’d think that “Item out for delivery” would mean that it was en route. So where the heck is it?

I’m sure it’ll arrive tomorrow, though if it doesn’t I’m going to raise a little hell with Canada Post and Best Buy. As much I know the item(s) in question are in demand right now, I expect things to be secure. That’s why there’s a damn tracking number, right? I can play all these “what if” scenarios in my head but in the end that won’t get me anywhere.

Patience, patience.

Five hundred kilometres

2009 Corolla S - Barcelona Red The odometer on my new car went past 500 kilometres earlier today. I figured that now would be a good point to kind of give a review of the vehicle. If you recall I have a 2009 Corolla in the S trim. As far as looks go, this 10th-gen redesign is pretty cool. I mean, with the grill, skirt and spoiler it looks really nice. I picked up the picture on the left from Google Images. Anyway, my old Sunfire had a spoiler and looked pretty sporty in its own way, so I was looking for something that looked similar. When I finally decided on a Corolla I went for the S model because the look was what I wanted and the cost didn’t break the bank.

As far as how it drives, it feels wider than my old car. It’s pretty stable on the road when it’s clear. In more slippery winter conditions, it kind of feels a little bit loose when I try to get it to get traction while moving. I don’t know. It’s different from my old car, so I’m still trying to get accustomed to it all. I wonder how much of that is due to the tires. For my daily commuting, it’s good enough. It gets me where I need to go with a smooth ride. Pulling out of a stop light, it’s not as strong as my old car. Then again, you can’t really compare a 1.8L engine to a 2.4, right? As far as Corollas go, they’re not really known for being powerful. The few times I’ve pushed it, that extra second or two it takes for me to get up to speed is kind of noticeable. Once it does get up to speed though, it’s solid. Saying all of this though, acceleration really isn’t all that bad. In terms of fuel economy, it’s really good. With my old car I usually had to fill up every 8-10 days. On my first tank I took this car to just under 2 weeks. I could have gone longer, but I thought it was about time. I know that with the listed fuel economy I should probably be able to make it last longer, but given my driving style I expected I knew that it wouldn’t match the ideal conditions.

The interior is really nice. The seats are really comfortable. I could swear that the seats are a bit larger that what I’m used to. For a guy like me with a big frame, there’s no need for me to squirm. I’m almost confident that on a long ride I’ll get along just fine. My parents have told me that they sense that there’s more room in the back and in the passenger seat. The steering wheel feels chunky and solid. The gear shifter is nice to hold. Seriously, given how comfortable I feel in there, I can look over the fact that driving it feels more practical than anything else.

God, I really enjoy the fact that this car has an auxiliary in. I love plugging my iPod in and letting it go. The sound is good enough, but I think I need to do some more adjusting to get the sound just right. The trunk seems spacious. I kind of wish I got the cargo net for it though. I’m thinking I should put some grip mats on the floor just so that groceries won’t be rolling around too much in there.

Anyway, overall I’m really happy with this purchase. Even though this is my first time buying a new car, there’s nothing to be ashamed about for having this thing. Given the reputation of the Corolla, I know that this car will serve me for a very long time. I can even see it as a future family car, know what I mean? Would I recommend this car to other people? Sure! It’s practical, smooth, and very drivable. For my needs, this car fits the bill.

What goes around

My last posts have really been quite verbose, so for this entry I’m going a little bit more (relatively) terse.

I’m really a man that almost always seems to have an overactive conscience. Blame it on my Catholic sensibilities, I don’t know. So when something mildly unjust happens to someone I know where I’m on a more favourable end through no action of my own doing, I was feeling kind of bad. Then I harken back to a time years ago when in a similar situation the person in question was greedy and knowingly deceived someone to my detriment. This person did not have my back. So, after rationalizing things that way, I’m suddenly free of guilt. Such is life.

The new car

Now, due to all of the weird car business that’s been going on since mid-2008, I’ve been thrust right into the process of car hunting. It took a hell of a lot of soul searching and multiple pep talks from friends and family to get to the point where I had the guts to be able to spend the money to buy a new car. The decision to buy a new car itself instead of a used vehicle was a tough one. For the longest time the thought of going new scared me because I was scared of debt. It wasn’t until I worked out the numbers multiple times that I finally settled on going with a new car. I mean, I’ve had two cars in the past–both used. Both have had issues. Fresh in my mind, of course, has been the supposed spiritual possession of my Sunfire.

So, in my mind I had two requirements in my mind: foreign and reliable. I’ve had an Oldsmobile and a Pontiac. Both were cool when they were working. Just that when they weren’t they were just a lot of trouble. I’m not against domestic cars, but I just thought I’d give a foreign car a go. As for reliability, well, I know that new vehicles aren’t prone to breaking down so quickly, but I wanted something with a proven track record. Well, given these two characteristics, my mind wandered to one car: Toyota Corolla. Other options I considered were the Honda Civic and the Mazda 3, though I admit tossing the Honda option out kind of quickly because our family has more experience with Toyota and Mazda. I leaned more toward the Toyota plainly because mom currently drives a Mazda 3.

My mom had a string of Corollas in the past. They all treated her well. As a commuter vehicle, she had no complaints about them. That’s pretty much what many people are saying on the Internet, isn’t it? Sites though were also saying that there wasn’t anything terribly inspiring about driving one around. Eh…well, it’s not like I’m going to be racing with my vehicle, right? I needed something to get from point A to point B, but I also didn’t want it to look too plain. I guess, when I spotted the Corolla with the sport trim, I decided that that was the best balance of all the things I wanted. Sure, the car isn’t truly sporty when it comes to power, but in terms look it’s pretty cool. I played around with various tools on the Toyota site to build and price a vehicle. I had a good idea of what I was gunning for. I didn’t have any intentions of going too far forward with it though. These were all just plans. As is often the case, it took a shove forward from family to actually make me go forward with the purchase.

I told my parents about my plans and they told me to go ahead with it. They reminded me of the snowstorm incident as a good reason to go ahead. Well, yeah, of course that’s a good reason. Putting everyone’s safety in jeopardy was the trigger. I guess my family just had more confidence in my financial situation than I did. Anyway, on Saturday, I was urged to header to the dealer; it really became a family event. On my insistence though, they sat behind as mere observers. I was freaking out. I just couldn’t believe how everything was unfolding so quickly. Within an hour or two, the deal was close to be closed. The one big issue that was what colour I wanted the car to be.

My mind settled on one of three choices: a metallic dark grey, a bright metallic blue, and a deep metallic red. The weather was kind of dull, so the samples they had out in the open weren’t really making much of an impression on me. I decided that the bright blue was way too flashy for someone like me. After a lot of wavering I finally decided on the dark red because I associated that with my personality type.

(Just as an aside, the Nintendo DS colour I picked was crimson red. The curtains in my room are dark red, as are my current sheets.)

Funny, it wasn’t until the salesman made this remark that I realized how flashy my choice was: “you picked a sports-like car, so you thought you might as well go with red, eh?” Uhh…maybe? Actually, no, that didn’t register at all; I just liked red. If it was a flat red like that on the Matrix, I probably wouldn’t have gone that route. However, the Corolla is a darker metallic shade. That was the clincher.

Anyway, I got a call a few days ago indicating that may car would be ready for pick up today, Friday. I just needed to get a couple of things in order. Unfortunately, due to the holidays I had to put off a lot of it until today. I was playing phone tag with multiple people today just to get my papers in order. Luckily I had the day off.

Wow. So, as I drove my Sunfire to the dealer, I started to feel a bit lonely. I was apologizing out loud to the Sunfire. I got good use out of the car for the three years I had it. It’s too bad that it all had to end that way. As soon as I got to the dealer though, the loneliness was overridden by plain excitement. It didn’t kick in up until I actually saw the car. Previous to that, the idea of the car was just some nebulous thought–I guess I just needed to see something tangible for me to have that light bulb moment: I just bought myself a new car! As I was signing papers, I’m sure I had this wide grin on my face. I can only imagine that the woman I was dealing with was used to seeing customers that giddy. Within an hour, I had my keys and I was heading out. While I was in the dealership though, a heavy dumping of snow occurred. When I wanted to head out, I had to run back in and borrow a snow brush just so that I could see. Hah. My first drive was through a flurry. Crazy!

Anyway, that’s all I have for now. I’m going to spend some time reading the manual and getting acquainted. The picture below is of the car in our garage. With the flash on, the red looks kind of flat, but it’s a bit more metallic than it seems. I’m going to sleep well tonight.

Corolla in the garage

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