book sale

Not much happened since my last post. I went to the charity book sale at Cavendish, 2 hours, R800 and 59 books later Elisabeth and I stumbled into the Mugg & Bean for breakfast. The food was ok but the manager was weird. He kinda acted like an uninterested friend that was bored with the conversation and suddenly just decided to start sifting through our trolley of books to see if there was anything good. We didn't even start the conversation, it went something like this:

(manager walks over slowly while looking the other way)
Manager: Is the food ok here folks
us: Yes thanks
Manager: oh, so you went to the book sale?
us: yar (thinking to ourselves: now move along you freak)
Manager: ah, ok
(manager moves as if to walk away but instead inspects out purchases)
Manager: um, ok then, enjoy your meal
us: FREAK!

Well we didn't actually say that last part, but we should have.

Later Elisabeth and I both renewed our driver's licences and we paid the licence on Elisabeth's car. Strangely though you can't do both of these things at the same place.

Funny stuff:

Read this site about what happened to an innocent convenience store clerk when a stupid teenager bought and drank vinegar. It was called "malt vinegar" and I can only assume he thought it would have the same effect as "malt liquor".

Here is another dumbass who stuck a bottle of water on a pedestal and called it art. The 'art' was called "weapon of mass destruction" and has disappeared, presumed drunk. The 'artist' comments: "It is a strong piece and I would like to get my hands on it".

Do you work with powerful yet outmoded computers? Do you often skip breakfast and arrive at work hungry? Do you have and egg? If you answered these questions yes, check this out.

cheers
schpat