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[unbibium]

Ah, an adventure today. After a brief shopping trip and a massage at one of those water-jet-massage places at the mall, I hopped on the bus and went home. Then I remembered I forgot my keys at the massage place. I didn't want to call the maintenance guy, pay to have him let me in my own place, and so forth. So I started walking back to the mall. Luckily, on the way, a bus picked me up, even though I was between stops.

I went into the mall, went to the massage station, and nobody was there, and my keys weren't there in the little tray. I wondered if they'd return, and what I might be able to do to bring them back earlier. I then thought I might check the drawers next to the cash register, and lo! there they were.

Though I can't help but wonder if some security tape somewhere will misinterpret my actions and I'll get thrown out next time I go to that mall. I got flashbacks of when I was banned from a Chevron station for a mistake induced by a combination of heat stroke and BluBlocker-induced color-blindness.

On the other hand, there are people who literally get away with murder. As in they kill another human being and they don't go to jail. So I should be able to get away with taking my own keys out of an unmanned massage kiosk.

And change. The change is what looks incriminating. But I need my laundry quarters.

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[eyelid.livejournal.com]

I got flashbacks of when I was banned from a Chevron station for a mistake induced by a combination of heat stroke and BluBlocker-induced color-blindness.

*burning with curiousity*

[pentomino.livejournal.com]

It was a particularly humid, draining day in August, and when I entered the gas station all I could think of was getting some liquid in me. I had an empty sport bottle, and there was the fountain. I'd never been denied permission for water before, and I decided to test the theory that it was OK to not ask.

Also important to the story is that I'm never outside during the day without sunglasses, and through college, I exclusively wore BluBlocker Viper sunglasses, because they wrapped around to protect my peripheral vision without looking too much like giant old-man glasses. The lens tint was comfortable most of the time, but has the side effect of removing all blue from the picture. This means that black and blue, brown and purple, or yellow and white all become indistinguishable.

The water is usually dispensed from the same tap as a non-carbonated fountain drink, so I found one and filled my bottle. I must have been too tired to realize that instead of pulling the little "Water" tap behind it, I was actually filling my bottle with a yellow non-carbonated fountain drink, which looked clear to me.

I don't remember what prevented me from thinking of just buying a drink refill when I realized my mistake. I also don't remember whether my mistake was pointed out when I first took a sip, or when the manager saw me start to walk out without paying. I do remember wondering what he was so mad about, pouring it out and filling it back up with water, and being charged 25 cents for making a big mess.

The next time I came in, I went to the shelves to buy something, and the manager ran out again and told me to put it back and said I wasn't welcome there anymore.

That'll teach me to not be neurotic for five seconds.

It shouldn't still hurt.

[pootrootbeer.livejournal.com]

If it makes you feel any better, the manager was a total asshole for banning you for life from the place. Furthermore, he was an idiot for throwing away a continuous source of potential revenue (ie, you) for a misunderstanding involving a single fountain drink (like $1 -- the 25 cents you ended up paying certainly covered his costs)

I applaud you for not suing him.

If discrimination against people for having too much melanin is illegal, then it must also be illegal to discriminate against people with too little melanin.

these things happen

[eyelid.livejournal.com]

it always leaves a bad feeling when things like that happen-- which is silly, since it wasn't your fault in the first place, but rather a simple mistake.

when we were in Ireland, we went to this one B&B to stay. Unfortunately almost as soon as we got in the room I started having an allergy attack. I don't know what I was allergic to there (I'm allergic to a lot of air-bound things) but it wasn't fun. So we decided to go somewhere else; we started putting our things in the car to go. Weird B&B guy was apparently listening to us moving around because he accosted us and accused us of trying to sneak out; we tried to explain that we were going to go in and tell him why we couldn't stay but we were just putting our things in the car first. We offered to pay him for having been in the room but he just had a fit at us.

For some reason decent people (like you or I) get upset when others cork at us for such mistakes. Even though I know that we were going to go in and settle up before leaving, and that it's not my fault I didn't want to spend the night somewhere I would be sick, it's still disturbing. The good part: I didn't end up staying in a B&B owned by a freaky guy.