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Buying a scanner is epic.


My sister is watching a Grey's Anatomy rerun, I guess she has not understood it well the first time she has seen the episodes.
Headphones are fucked, I can't watch the last Lost episode, nor anything else. I could go to my bedroom with the laptop but she has to understand that the living room is not hers, so I'll stay there. Listening to the last N.E.R.D. album with nothing else to do apart from blogging, msn-ing and, more or less, writing for my "personal ultra-secret projects".

I'm going to tell you what today's been made of. It's been made of failure.
I had to buy a scanner. My dad needs it to work at home.
What's dumber than a scanner? You plug it, Windows says "Yay dude you got a scanner", you put a sheet of paper in it, or your hand, or anything else, bim-bam-boom, next thing you know it's on the screen and you can do whatever you want with it.
You know what's dumber than this? You wanna know what's dumber than this? It's a scanner so fucking old that the company who made it don't make these anymore and they don't even update drivers and shit, so it won't work with Windows Xp, and you can imagine with Vista. The second I plugged it in, the computer displayed messages like the old ass scaner was trying to rape his soul...
That's why I had to buy a scanner.

I went to the mall, Belle Epine for French people who might know it or foreigners who went here as tourists and must have got lost to finish here. I went to a store. I look into the alleys, computers, laptops, vacuum cleaners, flat screen T.V., hair dryer, mp3 players and finally I got to the printers.
But they're not printers, they are also scanners. But I don't need a big ass expensive machine like that, I already have a printer and it works fine. I just need a scanner.

-Hey, cute employee, don't you sell scanners anymore?
-Yes, we do, follow me.

She turns around the printers three times. Good to see they know their store. And se finally shows me two pathetic models, almost on the floor, you can't notice them at first sight. Both are 150. Another employee tries to convince me that hybrids are cool, they can even send faxes. I don't need fax, chief. Seriously, I'm not Wall Street or a guy living in the eighties/nineties, who will I send a fax to? I tell him I'll think about it.
He knows that I know that he knows that it's bullshit and I'll forget about it very fast.

I go to another store. I walk around, can't see what I want and this store is so disgusting that you don't even want to see an employee, so I leave. This store sucks. You get in, with good intentions, and when you get out, you always have the security guy who thinks he's in the FBI who will make you lose time.
Sure, I stole a computer, it's under my t-shirt.

Got home and found an apparently good scanner on Amazon. 60. It will be here wednesday or thursday.
Thing is Interweb won. And real physical stores suck.

Bye!