The guns were loaded, horses tossing their heads in impatience, and the riders squeezed the saddle a little tighter. It was gonna be a tough ride through indian country…

Or not.

I entered Best Buy today with two broken cameras ( identical ), one receipt ( outdated ) and a firm conviction that my claims would be denied, and I’d be back in the parking lot in ten minutes, having yelled myself horse in frustration at outrage, braying “don’t shop here, their warranties are worthless” until the rent a cops threw me out.

Instead, they apologized, took them back, and posted them off for repair–I’ll have them back in two weeks.

One could say it was just being nice–AG is a big fan of that. Or it could be intention–I did say as I entered “i’m leaving with two new cameras.” Either way, it worked.

Now some random intel:

*Bayshore is HOT. Check it out. Esp. the Flora Garden center on Jarold, with an EMBEDDED Ritual Roasters. Pinch me. Going back tomorrow.

*the very back of American Rag is decently priced, well curated second hand schtuff. And the very back wall is virtually free deep discount. And across the street and up the block? A good art store, with moderately priced acetate for you budding Banksey’s out there.

*the stairmaster classic scored me fewer calories burned, and left me feeling more wrecked, than the newer models. Hmm, wonder if there’s a sort of caloric burn inflation going on in the fitness industry?