Post by Taiki River on Aug 28, 2017 22:35:00 GMT
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This is your last warning, a courtesy call
This is your last warning, a courtesy call
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When your microwave stops working well, you need to buy a new one, right? Right. Of course, Taiki's mistake was not that he wanted to buy a new one instead of repairing the old thing. His mistake was to think it would be done quickly. He walked to the store thinking “How much microwaves can there be?” And that was his mistake. He went to the section for the small appliances and found a whole shelf full of microwaves. All sizes, all colors, all sorts of strength. The good old microwave with only the numbers and a small window to show the time was over. Now you had the option of hitting the popcorn, pizza or beverage button so your favourite treat will be perfectly heather. Almost all of the time. Some had a pad where you had to type the numbers others had a wheel that would add the seconds the more you turned it. One required you to pull the door to you to open it, the open had a button to do so. And if all these options were not enough he could then try to match it with his kitchen counter with black, white and chrome palettes of colors. Couldn’t he just get a microwave that could heat his preheated meals? Was it too much to ask?
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In the end, he left them defeated and microwave-less. He had a good idea about the prices though even if he couldn’t find someone to ask questions to, no matter how hard he looked. Those clerks just like to play hide and seek with the clients. He figured that, for his hour lost there to make sense, he should check in other shops. So he left this store and went out to look for others. There couldn’t really be just one shop selling appliances in this mall.
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As he walked, he did feel old to complain about technology. He was not against it, far from that. Even though he had no need for internet on his phone he would admit it had its uses. Some applications were crazy and pointless but others were well thought. He didn't want people to think he was old. He wasn’t. Even though he felt a bit overwhelmed by all of this.
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Microwaves left his mind pretty quickly though as he passed by a shop. The perfume one. Sometimes, it wasn’t so bad but there was a client who wanted to try different stuff and the many perfumes embalming the air proved that some aromas do not mix well. It wasn’t even for her apparently as she stopped Taiki. Yes, she was trying male perfume and she decided she needed a real man to know if it was good or not. She told him that but didn’t wait for an answer before the perfume spurted out of the bottle. The girl had terrible aim and he moved his head away after receiving it in his face. Yet here she was, smelling him as if that was normal. He could taste her stupid perfume. He nodded, not exactly that happy as she thanked him. Not happy for what happened but happy to leave, there was no doubt about it. He didn't go very far though. His eyes were burning a bit because of it and without any tissue he used his eyes which only made it worse and had tears slowly coming to his eyes
When your microwave stops working well, you need to buy a new one, right? Right. Of course, Taiki's mistake was not that he wanted to buy a new one instead of repairing the old thing. His mistake was to think it would be done quickly. He walked to the store thinking “How much microwaves can there be?” And that was his mistake. He went to the section for the small appliances and found a whole shelf full of microwaves. All sizes, all colors, all sorts of strength. The good old microwave with only the numbers and a small window to show the time was over. Now you had the option of hitting the popcorn, pizza or beverage button so your favourite treat will be perfectly heather. Almost all of the time. Some had a pad where you had to type the numbers others had a wheel that would add the seconds the more you turned it. One required you to pull the door to you to open it, the open had a button to do so. And if all these options were not enough he could then try to match it with his kitchen counter with black, white and chrome palettes of colors. Couldn’t he just get a microwave that could heat his preheated meals? Was it too much to ask?
[break][break]
In the end, he left them defeated and microwave-less. He had a good idea about the prices though even if he couldn’t find someone to ask questions to, no matter how hard he looked. Those clerks just like to play hide and seek with the clients. He figured that, for his hour lost there to make sense, he should check in other shops. So he left this store and went out to look for others. There couldn’t really be just one shop selling appliances in this mall.
[break][break]
As he walked, he did feel old to complain about technology. He was not against it, far from that. Even though he had no need for internet on his phone he would admit it had its uses. Some applications were crazy and pointless but others were well thought. He didn't want people to think he was old. He wasn’t. Even though he felt a bit overwhelmed by all of this.
[break][break]
Microwaves left his mind pretty quickly though as he passed by a shop. The perfume one. Sometimes, it wasn’t so bad but there was a client who wanted to try different stuff and the many perfumes embalming the air proved that some aromas do not mix well. It wasn’t even for her apparently as she stopped Taiki. Yes, she was trying male perfume and she decided she needed a real man to know if it was good or not. She told him that but didn’t wait for an answer before the perfume spurted out of the bottle. The girl had terrible aim and he moved his head away after receiving it in his face. Yet here she was, smelling him as if that was normal. He could taste her stupid perfume. He nodded, not exactly that happy as she thanked him. Not happy for what happened but happy to leave, there was no doubt about it. He didn't go very far though. His eyes were burning a bit because of it and without any tissue he used his eyes which only made it worse and had tears slowly coming to his eyes
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