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Everybody have their brain catching net hats on?
I had a sighting a few weeks ago (Dec 10). I was replacing the entry & exit keypads at a self-storage facility, happily rescrambling the wiring in the closet when a lady came in... very calm and matter of fact...
BL: Brainless Lady
MS: Master of Storage
BL: "I must talk to the owner."
MS: "He's not usually here, and isn't today."
BL: "Well, he has to contact me within 24 hours."
MS: "Why?"
BL: "Some of my stuff was stolen and he has to replace it."
MS: "When?"
BL: "November 26th" [15 days ago]
MS: "Your storage unit terms and conditions require you to provide the insurance coverage you want for what you have stored in it."
BL: "But this stuff was outside the unit. We were moving it around and when we came back it was gone."
MS: "We don't cover that."
BL: "Well, the owner has to contact me. Here's my number."
MS: "I'll give him your message, but it most likely won't be the owner that calls you."
BL: "OK."
And she left.
I was chewing the wire bundle to keep from
while she could hear me.
What struck me as strangest was how calm she was, as if reality had never contradicted her desires, and the concept of an idea of a theory that allowed for even the remotest possibility that the self-storage facility would not cover her loss just could not be.
I had a sighting a few weeks ago (Dec 10). I was replacing the entry & exit keypads at a self-storage facility, happily rescrambling the wiring in the closet when a lady came in... very calm and matter of fact...
BL: Brainless Lady
MS: Master of Storage
BL: "I must talk to the owner."
MS: "He's not usually here, and isn't today."
BL: "Well, he has to contact me within 24 hours."
MS: "Why?"
BL: "Some of my stuff was stolen and he has to replace it."
MS: "When?"
BL: "November 26th" [15 days ago]
MS: "Your storage unit terms and conditions require you to provide the insurance coverage you want for what you have stored in it."
BL: "But this stuff was outside the unit. We were moving it around and when we came back it was gone."
MS: "We don't cover that."
BL: "Well, the owner has to contact me. Here's my number."
MS: "I'll give him your message, but it most likely won't be the owner that calls you."
BL: "OK."
And she left.
I was chewing the wire bundle to keep from
while she could hear me. What struck me as strangest was how calm she was, as if reality had never contradicted her desires, and the concept of an idea of a theory that allowed for even the remotest possibility that the self-storage facility would not cover her loss just could not be.
But at present I've got so much junk in my car that it wasn't hard to dump some of it on top of my purse, causing people to see nothing but a pile of books, old newspapers and a sweatshirt or two ...
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