Thursday, January 6, 2011

I know I haven't finished the missing keys story BUT!

I know I haven't finished the key story...and trust me it is worth the wait...but SERIOUSLY?! You Want This Story!

Oh MY Gosh!


I know I can't be the only one who experiences this kind of stuff in their daily life...but how come I don't read any other blog posts like this on a regular basis? Hmmmmmmmmm......

Just before Christmas, a very lovely angel type person bought a brand new computer for L'Arche Comox Valley for the Outreach Centre. That means that Rebecca got a brand new work computer. Oh it was so appreciated, the old one had served a long hard sentence and was trying to make me pay the price of longevity, not fun.

Something I didn't notice right away was that the keyboard was "French". Anyone who knows me very well knows that I am not in the slightest way French, which means that I do not need a french keyboard in order to transpose my brilliantly witty thoughts...just sayin'! I did not take it back right away, I thought maybe I could work with it. NOT! Yesterday was January the 5th, we came back to work on January the 4th, 11 days after closing for Christmas. I hot footed it over to the office to ask the bookkeeper for the receipt from the purchase of the amazing new computer in order for me to exchange it with the least amount of grief possible.

I know you are chuckling as you are in the moment realizing it is "I" who am making that statement. yeah well.... read on my dear friend and addicted reader...read on!

Feeling very confident, while clutching the receipt and the "french" keyboard, I headed to the store. Walking in, I was thinking how fantastic it was going to be to be able to respond to emails and write documents without having to backspace continually, fixing the /i or /t or what ever other letter I was trying to capitalize but instead hitting the 'now split shift key' that accommodates for french grammar in typing. There was only one person in front of me, nice...when it was my turn I put the shiny new keyboard down, put the receipt on top of it and explained what had happened to the lovely sales girl. She was smiling, but I could tell she did not really understand. When I was done, she said very graciously,"There is a problem with your receipt, it is from
Future Shop." I looked at her....hmmmmmmmmmm, "what is the problem....Where am I?" ( as I look furtively around the store for any indication of a problem with my Future Shop receipt) With every bit of grace and customer service GOLD she could muster she replied, "We are in Staples."

I nearly fell on the floor, but thankfully, as I have stated before, I was blessed with an incredible DNA humour gene! I started to laugh, I looked at her and the lady in the line up behind me and said,"Can you tell there is a little bit of stress in my life at the moment? Oh my Gosh, that is so funny! This is your laugh of the day, now I need to head over to Future Shop and exchange my keyboard so I can get back to work."

I know that the lady behind me in the line up was secretly and quietly in her mind wiping her brow thinking, "Whew! glad I am not the only one who does stuff like that!"

Oh how funny is that? One of my friends nearly lost her breath laughing and actually had to run to the toilet!

Friends, I am here to serve. My firm belief is that God graced me with a terrific sense of humour that I might entertain you in those moments when you might be needing a little lift. Glad I can help!

Blessings upon you, may your day be filled with laughter, even if it is at yourself...or me!

1 comment:

  1. You are too cute my dear! Thank you for your gift of humour. You lighten and brighten my day.
    God bless,
    Debbie <><

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