Okay, so I was just doing a bit of price comparison for one of the last Christmas gifts I have left to buy. I'm buying a book for someone, a Christian book, so I checked the local Christian bookstore, I checked a local Chapters store, and I checked Chapters online store.
The Christian bookstore was going to charge me $22.99.
Chapters was going to charge me $16.99 less 10%.
Chapters online is charging $12.26.
And I don't have to pay shipping, because I ordered a couple of other items I've been looking for, again, at reduced prices, and so the shipping is free. And the items should still easily be here in time for Christmas.
Why are Christian bookstores so much more costly? I think I'm going to do most of my bookshopping online from now on...
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Light-headed thoughts
I'm extraordinarily light-headed today. I can't move quickly or I get dizzy. I try not to stand up too fast, or spin around to address someone. Not the most pleasant, but not completely debilitating
While on the c-train this morning I noticed something that confirmed the arrival of the winter season. Amid the usual cacophony of the c-train car rattling and shaking, the wind whistling by the less than airtight doors, dozens of conversations, ringing cell phones, music played too loud through headphones, there was an additional set of noises. There was coughing, sneezing, sniffling, and a woman nearby was making a sort of grunting noise every few seconds as she attempted to breathe around her cold symptoms. And as I stood there, attempting not to pass out, I reflected that winter has indeed arrived.
With that, I'm off to continue spending money on postage. Not my money, my office's money. A couple thousand dollars a day lately, as we work to send out people's renewals. Isn't that the gift you always wanted at Christmas - a bill for your home insurance?
Christmas shopping to complete tonight, and a plan to make some Christmas cards to be mailed out sometime this week to my friends spread out across the face of the planet.
While on the c-train this morning I noticed something that confirmed the arrival of the winter season. Amid the usual cacophony of the c-train car rattling and shaking, the wind whistling by the less than airtight doors, dozens of conversations, ringing cell phones, music played too loud through headphones, there was an additional set of noises. There was coughing, sneezing, sniffling, and a woman nearby was making a sort of grunting noise every few seconds as she attempted to breathe around her cold symptoms. And as I stood there, attempting not to pass out, I reflected that winter has indeed arrived.
With that, I'm off to continue spending money on postage. Not my money, my office's money. A couple thousand dollars a day lately, as we work to send out people's renewals. Isn't that the gift you always wanted at Christmas - a bill for your home insurance?
Christmas shopping to complete tonight, and a plan to make some Christmas cards to be mailed out sometime this week to my friends spread out across the face of the planet.
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