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| Mulberries, right on time |
Both the barn clocks died recently. We have one on the stable wall and one in the milkhouse. With folks working here who have to get to other jobs in a timely fashion we need them!
Thus the boss went to the dollar store and bought two for four dollars each.
Being the perverse pain in the neck that I am, I read the small print on the boxes.
"One year limited warranty."
Wrap it up and send it back if it fails to work in a timely fashion......
"Send check or money order for $3.00 to cover the cost of handling and return postage."
And you gotta keep your receipt and all too.
Mkay, three dollars postage to get a four dollar clock replaced, plus the cost of sending it back in the first place.
Makes perfect sense to me.
And to top it off, "This clock is not intended for children under the age of three."
Because so many two-year-olds can tell time and all. And of course, a clock is the gift of choice for kiddies all over the world.
Right?
I smell "lawyers".
ReplyDeleteWal, it's cuz you all are salt of the earth! My great,great; great; and grandparents were of the same ilk. Honest hard work & love of the land. Heroes, yup!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha ha ha, good story. I buy cheap watches, ten bucks or less, and when they die I throw them away. It costs at least ten bucks to replace the battery, if you take the watch to a jewelry store, and if you replace the battery yourself you ruin the waterproofing. Those cheap clocks will probably keep perfect time until the day they die.
ReplyDeleteYou are hilarious.
ReplyDeleteI needed that.
Thank you :)
Rev. Paul, I'll bet yer right! Wonder if their kids can tell time. lol
ReplyDelete12Paws, why thanks, and thanks for visiting!
WW, we both read the box, separately and a different times, and caught the same foolishness. The boss does the same thing as you with watches. He just kills them, beating them up, so it makes no sense to have anything more than a five buck hunka junk.
Cathy, thank YOU! We got a good laugh out of them. Plus is it wonderful to know what time it is in the barn again. I use my phone for a timepiece, but it is a pain to take it out of my pocket with wet, dirty hands a million times a morning. We really have to keep to a schedule so the girls can get to their other jobs.
My other half would probably give away our first born child for a mulberry pie :o). There was one on the farm in Clinton County where he grew up, my gram was expert pie baker, blue ribbons at Fair, he remembers, with mouth watering. I do a pretty good pie myself, but I am a failure because I have no mulberries to turn in to pie. Poor man.
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