Sturgeon’s Law

Ninety per­cent of every­thing is crap.


Derived from a quote by sci­ence fic­tion author Theodore Stur­geon, who once said, “Sure, 90% of sci­ence fic­tion is crud. That’s because 90% of every­thing is crud.” Oddly, when Sturgeon’s Law is cited, the final word is almost invari­ably changed to ‘crap’.

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I Ain’t Buying

We are cur­rently 2/3 of the way thru a free trial of SuriusXM. There are only a lim­ited num­ber of chan­nels avail­able, but for­tu­nately for me my favorite chan­nel is of of those. But I’m not lis­ten­ing to it much though. Maybe it is my mem­ory, but I think I’m get­ting a lot more sig­nal dropouts than I did back dur­ing the ini­tial 6 month trial and the cou­ple other pre­vi­ous 2 week tri­als. They have been hap­pen­ing almost every time I pass by a bunch of trees on the west side of the car. Maybe as a way to cut cost they have dialed back the sig­nal strength a notch.

Today in the mail was their let­ter telling me that if I have enjoyed my free trial I should con­sider sign­ing up for the next 6 months at low price of $25. I ain’t buying.

Ship To Store (Act 3: The Final Curtain)

late April…

As part of the kitchen remodel that spread out over nearly the whole house we needed some new liv­ing room cur­tains. We shopped online and found some we like at Lowes. We went to the store and they had them on the shelf, but only in the 84″ length and we needed 95″. To make sure these were what we wanted we bought one panel in 84″ to take home and hang.

We like ‘em. I go to Lowes.com to order 6 pan­els (its a big win­dow) and there are 3 deliv­ery meth­ods, Store Pickup, Lowe’s Truck Deliv­ery & Par­cel Ship­ping. Store Pickup is free. Par­cel Deliv­ery is for what­ever rea­son grayed out and listed as unavail­able. Truck Deliv­ery is $79!, roughly half the total cost of the 6 pan­els them­selves. Guess which one we “chose?”

A week or so later when we get home from work there are 2 mes­sages on the answer­ing machine. Both are from Lowes, 2 dif­fer­ent voices, let­ting us know are order can be picked up. It was the night of the monthly MMC meet­ing and this month it was in Aiken, so we decided to leave a lit­tle early and pick up our cur­tains before hand.

We go right to the ser­vice desk as that was how it worked last time. I tell the woman behind the counter, “I’m here to pick up an inter­net order.” She asks for my phone num­ber and she enters it in the reg­is­ter. She then looks behind her into the cage on the wall. She looks back at the reg­is­ter. She glances at the phone. Back at the cage. The reg­is­ter. The phone. She sighs. She picks up the phone and pages a Mrs. Some­one. We wait. She takes a cou­ple steps back and glances at the cage again. A guy shows up behind the counter. She looks at him. She looks at the reg­is­ter. She looks at the phone. Donna cor­ners the sec­ond indi­vid­ual and wants to know what is tak­ing so long to retrieve our order. He says he’ll check and off he goes. We wait some more.

The per­son who was paged finally makes an appear­ance and we let her know that this is unac­cept­able. We had two sep­a­rate calls telling us our order was in, but no one can seem to find it. She apol­o­gizes and says, “I’ll go see what is hap­pen­ing.” We wait. The orig­i­nal woman behind the ser­vice desk is look­ing nowhere and espe­cially not at us. I’m so mad at this point if they showed up with the cur­tains now I might just walk back around to the other side of the ser­vice desk that is marked RETURNS and get my money back. Instead we leave the store, leav­ing who knows how many peo­ple look­ing for our cur­tains, so we can make the Miata Club meeting.

An hour and a half later we return to Lowes and the woman behind the counter rec­og­nizes us and picks up the phone right away. She says some­one will be bring­ing our cur­tains right out. We wait. Every minute, minute and a half, we would here con­ver­sa­tion com­ing our way and each time it wouldn’t be our cur­tains. It took over 5 min­utes before they finally arrived. We left very dis­ap­pointed in the expe­ri­ence vow­ing to shop at Home Depot from now on. And swear­ing we won’t ever do the ship to store thing ever again.

Ship To Store (Act 2: Intermezzo)

late March…

Donna likes this one style of pants from a cer­tain label for use at work and always has at least 4 pair hang­ing in her closet. They are per­ma­nent press of some sort of poly­ester that wears like iron, so it is usu­ally 4 or 5 years before she needs to replace them. This year was the year. They’re sold at JC Penny and Belk, so it is usu­ally a sim­ple mat­ter of going to the mall, try­ing on a pair or two until the right fit is achieved and we are out the door.

But this was the year that we couldn’t find any in Belk and only find 2 pair in JC Penny. So we took the info off the tag of one of the pairs of pants and went look­ing online. JC Penny had them in stock. Placed the order, selected ship to store to save a few bucks and waited.

The invoice said to expect deliv­ery in 5 to 7 work­ing days, so week­ends and Good Fri­day were out. On work­ing day 8 Donna called the store to see where her pants were. They should be here in a cou­ple days came the response. Sure enough, on work­ing day 10 (cal­en­dar day 15), we received an email say­ing her order was ready for pick up.

At least in this email we are told where to go to get the order: See any Asso­ciate (this is help­ful as I’m sure we would have first tried the area where you used to pick up cat­a­log orders.) When we get to the store we go to the check out in the ladies depart­ment where there are 2 peo­ple work­ing. Donna hands the printed email to the first lady and says, “I’m here to pick up an inter­net order.” She says, “I’ve never done one of these before.” Lady #2 says, “It’s easy you just go in the back and it is on those shelves.”

We fol­low Lady #1 as she heads to a dif­fer­ent part of the store. As she is pass­ing through the shoe depart­ment Lady #3 asks what she is doing. “Get­ting an inter­net order.” Lady #3 says, “Ooh, can I come with you? I’ve never been able to find one of those.” Donna and I set­tle in some chairs in the shoe depart­ment expect­ing a pro­longed wait. But in less time than it took for the guy in Wal-Mart to find our microwave, the ladies returned with Donna’s pants.

When we get home there is a mes­sage on our answer­ing machine. JC Penny called to let us know Donna’s order was avail­able for pick up.

Ship To Store (Act 1: The Beginning of the End)

early Feb­ru­ary…

When it came time to buy the microwave for the remod­eled kitchen, Ama­zon had it avail­able for $130 with free ship­ping, but Wal-Mart online had it for $100. If I had the microwave shipped to me it would have cost $15 and then I would have to worry about the UPS man leav­ing the pack­age on the doorstep at home or hav­ing it come to work and then tot­ing it home. I could save that ship­ping cost by hav­ing it deliv­ered to the Wal-Mart just down the street and get it at my convenience.

When the microwave got to the store I received an email let­ting me know I could pick it up. So after din­ner one night Donna and I made the short trip. When I walked in I was unsure exactly where to go to pick it up, so I started at the Ser­vice Desk. Of course I was first in line, but both CSRs were help­ing peo­ple. They were already help­ing them when I walked up and they were still help­ing them after 3 or 4 min­utes. Finally the one clos­est to me has to page a super­vi­sor, so when she puts down the phone to wait for a response, I butt in, “Excuse me. I’m here to pick up an inter­net order. Is this where I should be?” “No,” she says, “It is in the back of the store.”

As we walk to the back of the store we see the giant let­ter­ing on the back wall “e-Store” or some­thing like that. There is a big alcove back there that looks like it used to be used for Lay­away. Unfor­tu­nately it also looks like it used to be used for the “e-Store” as well, as it is vacant. Attached to one of the cash reg­is­ters is an 8–1/2 x 11″ sheet of paper with the phrase “Pick Up Inter­net Orders In Elec­tron­ics” hand let­tered on it.

When we get to Elec­tron­ics there is no one man­ning the desk, so we hover for a minute or so when we notice a lady just stand­ing there. Eye con­tact is made and she offers up, “He’s in the back check­ing on some­thing for me.” After a minute or so the store employee shows back up and when his short con­ver­sa­tion with the women is over, turns to us and asks how can he help. We’re here to pick up an inter­net order.

What’s the order num­ber?” I hand him the email. “I don’t see the order num­ber on here. What’s your phone num­ber?” I give him our home phone num­ber. “I still don’t see any­thing.” I vol­un­teer my work phone, still noth­ing. “What’s your last name?” I spell it for him. “Email address?” I’m not sure if he found any­thing or not, because he asks what size box is he look­ing for. I say, “Small microwave,” and off he goes.

We wait for his return. We wait. And we wait. Finally after about 5 min­utes (which seems like 15) he comes back with our box.

Here We Go Again (Part II)

Flag Stone Floor

The day after the tardy, sans writ­ing uten­sil, car­pet esti­ma­tor showed up to mea­sure the room, I received a call from Lowe’s, my esti­mate was ready. $445 and change.

Huh? Men­tally doing some math in my head, car­pet 144 sq/ft at $1.28 per plus 52 cents a sq/ft to install is around $250. With tax I should still be under $300. So I asked the girl on the other end could she break it down for me. There was 156 sq/ft of car­pet (I asked for this so we could cover a lit­tle step going into the kitchen) so that is and addi­tional twenty bucks. There was an addi­tional $47 for the extra labor of cov­er­ing said step. That seems a lit­tle high for amount of work, but that still leaves us in the mid­dle $300 range. Then there was an addi­tional 35 dol­lars for floor lev­el­ing com­pound and $45 for adhe­sive. I told her that my floor didn’t need lev­el­ing and she said she would have a Mr. Howard from the instal­la­tion com­pany call me.

So Donna and I started whit­tling away at some of the costs to get the price down to a man­age­able level. For­get the extra foot of car­pet, I’ll just paint the step. No lev­el­ing and a favor­ably instal­la­tion date & time and we would go for it. And WTF, the instal­la­tion cost didn’t already include the glue? For the 52 cents a sq/ft they were basi­cally trim­ming 5” off two sides and lay­ing it down in the room? I’m bet­ting the instal­la­tion cost you see adver­tised in the store for wall to wall car­pet doesn’t include the tack strips either.

Mr. Howard never called me, but the Lowe’s girl left a mes­sage on my work phone the next day to the effect that she had spo­ken to him and he said if the floor wasn’t lev­eled we ran the risk of see­ing or feel­ing the joints in between the flag stones of the exist­ing floor through the carpet.

Because I never got to speak to Mr. Howard I never got to explain to him that it is not real flag­stone, it is some sort of hard vinyl out­door floor­ing from the fifties that is a fairly con­vinc­ing sim­u­la­tion. There is a dif­fer­ence in height between the “stone” and the “grout”, but it is mea­sured in thou­sandths of an inch and in no way would be felt through even the thinnest car­pet applied over it. And had the men­tal midget who mea­sured, looked down at some­thing besides his tape mea­sure, he would have noticed the swirly glue residue left behind from when we had pulled up the pre­vi­ous car­pet and maybe real­ized that the floor didn’t need leveling.

So what now? We are into Lowe’s for $51 for the mea­sure­ment visit, but thirty-five of which we would get off the install charge if they did it. The other $16 was for an asbestos check that was spent on our esti­ma­tion guy using his Jedi mind pow­ers to look for this prob­lem­atic mate­r­ial. Either that or he can smell it because we didn’t see him do any­thing except unfurl his tape mea­sure twice.

So we did the smart thing, cut our loses with Lowe’s, found some com­mer­cial car­pet we liked at Home Depot for 85¢ a sq/ft, bought a tub of glue and some fresh blades for my box cut­ter. Total cost, is under $200 because my labor is free and that even includes the $51 we threw away.

(com­ing soon: Home Depot car­pet buy­ing expe­ri­ence & Lowe’s Ship to Store fun)

Here We Go Again

We decided that it was time to update the car­pet in the “com­puter room.” It was put down at the same time that the car­pet in the kitchen was, prob­a­bly 15 years ago. It had two cir­cu­lar spots mat­ted down in two of the four cor­ners from the com­puter chair sit­ting on it for long peri­ods of time. A cou­ple years back we broke down and bought a chair mat, not so much to pro­tect the car­pet, it was too late for that, but to hide the most worn spot.

At first I was going to do it, then we thought maybe kitchen con­trac­tor guy would do it, but in the end a Lowe’s sub con­trac­tor will be doing it. They want just 50¢ a square foot, which in our case amounts to less than $75. Cheap enough.

They charge $35 to come out mea­sure the room or in our case $50 because our house was built before 1978 and they need to check for asbestos. That cost will come off the instal­la­tion charge as long as you do get them to install the car­pet. We hope this guy is bet­ter at mea­sur­ing than the last guy.

We sched­uled an appoint­ment for mea­sure­ment today and was given a time range of 3:00 PM to 4:00 PM. We went into work a half hour early for three days, so we could make up the 1–1/2 hour off we left the plant today to make it home in time for our appoint­ment. Three o’clock. 3:15, 3:30, quar­ter to four, 4:00 PM, nobody shows. Ten after four Donna starts call­ing num­bers to find out where the mea­sur­ing guy is. At 4:13 a red pickup pulls in our driveway.

He comes in and apol­o­gizes pro­fusely for being late. Two quick mea­sure­ments and he’s done. Pulls out his pad and starts pat­ting his pock­ets. “Could I bor­row a pen?” he asks. Sure you can, Donna hands him a pen­cil and I roll my eyes.

At least he didn’t leave a mess…

Paisano Pete

Paisano Pete

The final cab­i­net (the 24″ Drawer Base replace­ment) arrived Wednes­day after­noon. Donna pulled the duty of com­ing home and wait­ing for this piece see­ing as I had done it on Tues­day for the 3 wan­der­ing cab­i­nets. Those showed up in a Lowe’s branded truck han­dled by Lowe’s employ­ees in Lowe’s red vests.

This sin­gle piece, like the major por­tion of the order before it, arrived in the back of a Bud­get Rental truck manned by folks in jeans and tees. At least the first bunch found the house fine. For this guy I had to talk him in like a stew­ardess land­ing a jumbo jet after the pilot has had a heart attack. Even with me guid­ing him he still made a wrong turn and 5 min­utes later after not see­ing my next land­mark had to make a u-turn.

We were sup­posed to be stop 5 accord­ing to the dis­patcher, but this guy must have skipped #4 because Donna said that he had to climb over a bunch of boxes to get to our one item. He then nearly dropped it while mov­ing it around in the truck. But even­tu­ally the cab­i­net made it in to our garage and in spite of all my imag­ined sce­nar­ios of what could have been wrong with it, it was fine.

Donna then had to call his next deliv­ery appoint­ment (pos­si­bly #4) and find out where she was, so Donna could direct the truck dri­ver. He claimed his GPS was bro­ken, but judg­ing by appear­ances we think that maybe he just didn’t know how to oper­ate one.