“I feel that life is measured in achievement, not in years alone.”
“I feel that life is measured in achievement, not in years alone.”

Right, then...

Remember a bit ago, I ordered some foam to rebuild my speakers? Turns out they’re some bastard size and nothing is going to fit. Fine, I found some cheap replacements (broad frequency coax and an OK subwoofer) and I send the foam back to the vendor. To ship, I used the automated kiosk at the post office...the thing that weighs the package and tells you how much postage you need based on zip code. Easy, right? GF gets the mail and the package was returned to me saying I owed another $2.90.   The cost is fine but why the fuck did it not just give me the right cost to begin with?  Stupidity shit...

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