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Monday, Dec. 9, 2013
Don't you hate that?Posted Wednesday, September 26, 2012, at 11:28 AM
Don't you hate it when you do something dumb out in public where it can be seen? Like slipping on the ice in the winter - whether you fall all the way down or not - you look as though you are practicing for a ballet with legs flying. After finding my composure I walk away as if nothing happened. Who knows how many witnesses saw my performance and giggle about it for the rest of the day.
No ice this weekend but I did give a performance that got some laughter from bystanders.
I had rented a couple movies from the Red Box. (Similar to a juke box except you pick movie choices. After entering your debit or credit card, for $1.28 per selection, the Red Box spits out your movie.
I came back to Storm Lake Sunday to return them. One was accepted back into the machine no problem but the second movie would not go back in. I tried and tried and tried again and I kept getting a message that it was not being accepted.
Soon, a car pulled up behind mine - two ladies were also wanting to return their movies and I was making them wait. Finally I looked at them, put my arms in the air and shrugged my shoulders - they were laughing!
In a friendly voice I walked over to their cars and asked if they were laughing at me - and they began laughing more. "You were talking to the machine," one of them said, still laughing.
"I was," I replied. "But you didn't hear all that I was saying to it." (In my frustration, I did let a few curse words come out.)
By this time, there was another car behind hers wanting to return movies, too, she began trying to get my movie to go back into the machine. Her movies went right in, but not mine.
I couldn't help but wonder for a few minutes if it was one of those hidden camera things - to see how long it takes a blonde to operate a simple machine.
Finally, she suggested I go try to deposit it at a different Red Box. (Actually I think she was tired of wasting her time on me.) I thanked her and went on my way.
So I went to a second machine and the same message popped up. Dang.
Finally I called the customer support number on the front of the Red Box and told the person on the other line I didn't want to keep their movie I just wanted to give it back and the machine wouldn't take it.
He instantly knew the problem. I had the disk in the wrong way. If it had been put in the case properly, the bar code would have showed through and it would have been recognized and accepted. I turned the disk around, deposited it with no problem, thanked him and left.
Crap. I am blonde.
Lorri Glawe is a reporter for the Pilot Tribune in Storm Lake.