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However, I'm thinking they only give gifts to people that don't openly question their motives and remain courteous wallflowers.
That 2006 New Years card could've been an eCard instead they killed a tree, choked the air with gas fumes hauling it around, and now it's LANDFILL.
Do No Evil, HA!
Besides, the USPS doesn't need the money anyway as they've been all but replaced by UPS and FEDEX and all they do is deliver SPAM (aka JUNKMAIL) these days.
For example. IncrediBILL won't get a gift because his WW postcount grew too fast
Now run along and play you little scamp.
Got the little Google gift box 10 minutes ago by FedEx so now I take back all that sarcasm earlier in this thread except the part about using eCards :)
The little zippered pouch reminds me of a toiletries bag with the razor, toothbrush, nail clippers, etc. except those spots have been used to hold hi-tech toys instead.
My wife looked at it all and says "You think they could squeeze the word Google anywhere else on all this?" then storms off "Where's MY Google toys?!"
Something tells me I'm going to have to keep an eye on that wireless mouse as she had her eye on that and the cat seemed rather fond of the retractable headphone thingy - vultures I live with, I tell ya...
Where are my manners?
THANK YOU GOOGLE!
Unless FedEx is shipping these via truck cross-country (which I suppose is possible) there shouldn't be a difference between
California -> Colorado
California -> Massachusetts
Their flying cargo works on a hub system...
I may be buying a set on eBay...
Funny what you said about your wife, Incredibill. It must be nice sharing the world of website ownership with someone else. Not many people understand my being behind my computer 60-80 hours a week and think my making money on a website is a fad, soon to go away. Ha!
Congrats to those who have been blessed with the techy stuff from G! :)
It must be nice sharing the world of website ownership with someone else.
That's one theory -
This year my wife decided SHE wanted into the AdSense game too and instead of working on MY sites, thinks I should drop whatever I'm doing when SHE needs help on HER site now...
Then my SIS-IN-LAW decided she wanted some of the webmaster welfare too and guess who had to set up HER web site's CMS system...
Of course I get the additional glory jobs of managing their domain registrations, DNS, server administration, etc. so when anything goes wrong you know who gets the ping "MY EMAIL ISN'T WORKING!"
... they are both available for sale or permanent loan if you want 'em ;)
I was surprised when I saw the box at my front door.
Not trying to one up you, but I had a real surprise I forgot to share:
The phone rang when the FedEx guy dialed from the main entrance of the building (we're condo, like I'm doing yard work - HA!) and my wife yells to tell me he's at the door. I usually just walk to the main door and get packages as delivery people tend to get confused inside running up and down the hall, elevators, cat walks, etc.
So picture this:
I'm sitting less than 6 ft from my door and from the time she yelled I jumped up and headed straight for the door, flung the door open expecting to keep moving thru to the main building door, not knowing my wife actually buzzed the guy in, and the FedEx guy was standing almost nose to nose with me and it was so unexpected I yelped with arms flailing like Jim Carey's over-acting in some skit.
The FedEx guy laughed at me.
Why do I feel this will circulate around the 'Plex and they'll all laugh at me too?
"Serves him right always being obstinate about everything - HA!"
I'm in Russia.
Crying about that present.
I KNOW Santa Google doesn't know where Russia is, a specially where my little city (more than 1.000.000 pop) is located.
I'm still wondering how I get my check every month.
But I still have a very little tiny hope that I'm on the SantaGoogle's list.
better back to work on my sites.
REQUEST: Google, next year please put the instructions on a web page too so us poor over 40 types don't have to run out and buy a microscope to read the fine print.
Thanks in advance ;)
I recognise this as a case of presbyopia denial. You should have gone to specsavers [office-humour.co.uk].