I can so totally relate to
Sars's rant on eBay people now. I got an email so fucking asinine that it almost dampens the buzz I received from getting 22.50 for one of my Gmail invites.
Subject: Question from eBay Member: One gmail by Google email invite invitation
Dear [my memberid],
So if I win this bid, you will send me an invitation to my e-mail address? The shipping is free, right? Thank you. I quote, verbatim, from my auction:
You are bidding on one invitation to Google's new email service gmail. ... Please indicate the address you want the invite sent to when you pay. I will email you the invite when I receive notice of payment.//
As a little kid, I used to watch Electric Company every day -- PBS aired it in a block with Sesame Street and Mr. Rogers. I remember a lot of the skits and punchlines from the show, and of course Morgan Freeman as Easy Reader, but the segment that I recall the most vividly is the sweet rolls segment. Anyone else remember that one? Basically, a guy in a diner orders coffee and a sweet roll, and the waitress tells him they're out of sweet rolls, so the guy asks for orange juice and a sweet roll instead, and the waitress repeats patiently that they're out of sweet rolls, so the guy asks for tea and a sweet roll, and the waitress is like, dude -- out of sweet rolls over here, so the guy asks for milk and a sweet roll, and it just goes on and on and on like that, the guy ordering every possible beverage and a sweet roll and the waitress informing him at increasing levels of volume that they are out of sweet rolls, until finally the guy shrugs, "Okay, then I'll…just have a sweet roll," and the waitress runs out of the room, shrieking in despair.