No Money For You!

I went to the mall to get some cash from the ATM, or so I thought. I went to every ATM in the mall, they were all out of cash.

There are 2 ATM's by a bank. I was trying to get cash out but it was repeating in a woman's voice with a Brit accent that it was out of order. The girl trying the other ATM next to me said something about it not working and left. I thought it was just mine, so I went to the other one and displayed on the screen was "Would you like to make another transaction", and I realized she hadn't cancelled out her sesssion, I pressed "No" and out comes her card! I look all over for her and don't see her. I took the card next door to the bank and after finding someone who spoke English (And even then still had problems explaining the situation) was able to hand the card over to someone with the bank.

RIP KIng of Pop

I was going to check my Yahoo email and looked at Michael Jackson's picture and the corresponding headline. It took me a second to let it sink in, the first part that hit me was his age, I'm not to far off the mark. I didn't initially click on the link to read the story, after a few minutes I did and was surprised to see that it may have been a heart attack, scary.

Don't Throw Anything Away

That's what the lady cleaning my apartment told me before she started. I put a small box together with things we couldn't take, mostly food and some odds and ends and told her she could have that.

Well there was an old bed sheet and a bathrobe that we meant to use as rags but never did, so I told her that I was throwing it away as the material was not good for rags and she told me "Don't throw anything away, you might think it's junk, but somebody here can do something with it". I'm glad I heard that from her. We American's are in such a throw everything away mindset.

We were taking something to the trash, an old plastic bin that was a planter, it was breaking apart and it was junk. As we approached the dumpster she said "Let me make sure that nobody is sleeping in there". That wasn't a joke, it's cold and someone could have been sleeping in it.

The Moment I had Been Waiing For

It was the day to see how many Mas points I had and what nice thing I can redeem the points for.

You might recall how we thought getting one of these discount cards would be so difficult, when I eventually mustered up enough Spanglish to ask for one you would have thought I had one the lottery.

The grocery store keeps the items that you can redeem the points for behind a showcase, everything from kitchen gadgets to cheap electronics. I was like a kid in a candy store as I looked at the many items calling out to me "Doc, pick me, Doc, pick me!" Would it be the leather matte kit or maybe even a new digital camera, who knows.

So I went to the store to pick up some items, went to the customer service counter and asked the girl how many points I had "ciente dos", she says. I don't know much Spanish, but that much I knew, 102 and then I wasn't able to make out everything she said but she was shaking her head no and I heard the word "nada".

So I left Disco dejected, no parting gift from the grocery store we spent so many thousands of pesos at. They did have some good meat!