I've also been told I have little tact, so if this offends you simply ride on.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Today t'was Norton, yesterday the Vomitrix

This morning I spent over 2 and a half hours on the phone and chatting with the IT guys at Norton while they remotely tried to correct a problem their last update caused.  It was the same problem I've had every time they've updated:  my Smart Firewall becomes super protective and denies me access to the Internet.  I actually have to turn off the Firewall in order to contact their Support Center.  If it weren't such a hassle, I probably wouldn't let it bother me, but it is.  Today they escalated it to the "2nd" level.  One of the first things the Tech told me was that I was running too many apps (6?) at start up.  I pointed out to him that this is a "gaming laptop" built specifically for games, that it has not one, but two 500 GB hard drives and has enough RAM I could drive it to Minnesota and back.  His response "oh, yes, you are not running too many apps."  So, while in "Safe Mode" he opened files, changed extensions, and closed files.  Supposedly the problem has now been corrected.  Not only did they spend over two and a half hours on this issue, they add an additional 6 months free service to my contract.  We'll wait and see.

Yesterday, the Paint Desk was visited by the Vomitrix, at least that's what I'm calling her.

Beware the puke monster

That's right, we had a biologically hazardous situation.  Vomit.

It was around 2 in the afternoon and my shift was just about to end when the Head Cashier called out "Hey, Dave, who cleans up vomit at the Paint Desk?"  I turned to see what he was talking about and there she was - the Vomitrix, a woman in her mid-thirties, wearing a white and pink striped blouse, emptying the contents of her stomach onto the floor in front of my paint desk.  Now, we're not talking about a small little splash, like maybe an overly aggressive burp.  Nope, this was a gusher.  She stood there till she was finished.  I find the whole thing rather perplexing since there were quite a number of empty, five gallon buckets within 8 - 10 feet of her yet she chose to disgorge on the floor.  I don't believe there is such a thing as spontaneous regurgitation, so she should have had a few seconds warning, yet she just stood there creating a hazmat situation - bodily fluids, you know.  Neither she, nor her friend, offered to help clean up the mess, that dirty chore was left to a hazmat certified associate - me.  What she did do, however, is casually pick up the two quarts of paint she had ordered and proceeded calmly through check-out.

Now I don't know about you, but I would have been fairly mortified if I had puked in public.  There are certain things which are considered acceptable behavior, and others which society tends to frown upon.  Throwing up in a busy, home improvement store is one of the latter.  Leaving the mess for a store associate to clean up is approaching the reprehensible.  A note of apology to the store might be nice, but I suspect the Vomitrix will feel guilty for a short time and then forget about it.  Of course I don't know, maybe this isn't an isolated incident, maybe it happens on a regular basis.  For all I know she may target stores.  She truly may be "The Vomitrix!"

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