Is your Radio Shack like this?
Article: 7928 of alt.hackers Newsgroups: alt.hackers From: firstname.lastname@example.org (Loki) Subject: Is your Radio Shack like this? Message-ID: D9H9ur.n4L@world.std.com Sender: email@example.com (Loki) Organization: The World Public Access UNIX, Brookline, MA Date: Thu, 1 Jun 1995 04:58:15 GMT Approved: Surely! Lines: 68 Status: RO
Greetings - I wasn't sure in which newsgroup to post this to, but I figured that alt.hackers is one of the more outspoken Usenet "think-tanks", so that's where it ended up. 8-) Yesterday, I was visiting my local Radio Shack to pick up some batteries. They keep them in a bin, right by the register, which set me up for the rest of my story... At the first register was the manager of the store in a heated argument with a customer. If I have nothing better to do, I'll usually jump into the fray, but I just wanted to get the hell out of there and be done with it - No arguing for me today. Unfortunately, the second register wasn't manned, so I was forced to wait in line and listen to this Radio Shack employee "verbally assault" this guy left and right. To make a long story short, this guy had some 12-volt DC device that he wanted to power off of 120-volt AC. (Big deal, you're probably thinking - All he needed was a transformer. That's the same thing I thought.) I have no idea where the manager was coming from. She started screaming at the guy, saying "Sir, do you know what your house voltage is?! What is it?! It's 120, and you want to run something that uses 12 volts! You can't do that!" The guy tried to (again) explain what he needed. No good - same response from the manager. At that time, the second register opened up, and I went to pay for my batteries. As I was getting my change back, the guy stormed off (most likely never to return). The manager came up to the second register, starts laughing, and asked her fellow employee, "Can you believe that in this day and age that guy didn't know what his house voltage is?" I couldn't take it anymore. This woman was definitely a bitch. "Of course," I responded, "it's a 220-volt main, split into two circuits." The employee at the second register smiled and nodded to me in the affirmative. The manager shut up, and that was the end of the conversation. My question is this: Am I the only person blessed with a Radio Shack that has a complete moron for a manager? (Not only a moron, but a bossy, argumentive one at that!) I don't see how Tandy makes any money if that's the case. (As an aside, this is the third manager at this particular store. I'm sure she's not the last, either.) ObPyschologicalHack: Going back to the same Radio Shack and asking the manager if she has a power-adapter to plug a 220-volt AC line into a telephone wall jack. >8-) ObBrewskiHack: When brewing my last batch of American beer, I ran out of rice syrup (which I use to lighten the body, without sacrificing the flavor). I didn't want to use sugar, because it would have produced a "cidery" aftertaste in the quantity that I required. What to do? Remembering that the Vikings used to ferment honey (to make mead), I gave it a shot. I substituted honey, pound for pound, with the rice syrup. How does it taste? Great! (As an added benefit, honey is very-fermentable and produces a large amount of alcohol - 7% by volume! Not bad for "light" beer.) -- Regards, \|/ ___ \|/ E-Mail: firstname.lastname@example.org +-----------------+ Loki @~./'O o`\.~@ +-----KeyID: E794EC91-----+ |PGP-Key available| /__( \___/ )__\ | 06 73 99 93 0D 7B 9F 4D | | via Finger | `\__`U_/' +-E6 E5 99 7F DF C5 06 5E-+ +-----------------+