McDonald's Needs Help

First off I'd like to inform you all that McDonald's coffee is by far the best fast-food-cafe place coffee I've ever had. I am willing to go out of my way to choose McDonald's coffee, in fact I walk to school a particular way that has been influenced by a McDonald's location while a Tim Horton's remains across the road from campus.

I'll be first to admit I love getting free things, so naturally, I love the "Buy 7 Get 1 Free" promo. So far this semester I have earned three free coffees!

The most MAJOR downfall of McDonald's coffee is what they put it in. They have the leakiest cups of all time. They leak like something fierce, and I cannot remember them being this way prior to the "Buy 7 Get 1 Free" promo. (Too much of a good thing?) And I'm not even talking a few drips here and there, I mean full-on running over your fingers within two minutes of leaving the building, outer cup (if double-cupped) being about 1/4 full after "finishing" the coffee.

On several occasions I have told cashiers that the cups leak, and I usually end up asking for a second cup. I get varied responses because of this, I'm not sure what causes these responses, but on one occasion in a drive-through when I requested a double-cupped coffee the dude said "But they're insulated!" so I looked at him and said "But they leak...".

Anyhow, I assume the cashiers do not take my complaint any further than the next customer, so today I figured I would email McDonald's and complain. Funny thing is though, on their website they provide contact info for the phone, fax, and snail mail. I guess their means of communication are as developed and effective as their coffee cups.

Oh well, I guess what we all learn from this is that if you fall in love with McDonald's coffee, bring your own mug!

Cheers!

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Have I Missed My Calling?

I'm in the middle of my last academic semester of my undergrad and it has just occurred to me that I am not your average bear. Mostly because I am not a bear. I am a human.

Anyway, it's always interesting to pick up a new hobby. And not that this is really a hobby, just something I enjoy doing when it needs to be done...

Are you ready for it?

I enjoy assembling furniture. Bookcases, desks, chairs, headboards, I've done them all! Last week I helped my cousin put together an entertainment center!

I'm pretty sure it is one of the most fun and rewarding things I do. Just take a second to ignore what you initially thought and hear my reasoning as to why this is such a cool thing to do.

1. It's like a giant, life-sized puzzle. I love puzzles, who doesn't love puzzles?

2. I actually MAKE something.

3. Challenge accepted. (Especially when they do not supply the right screws)

4. I feel pride when I have conquered the beast.

5. I feel independent (Even if it's a two-person job)

6. Although I did not actually make the pieces that fit together, and aside from paying for the furniture, I still feel a sense of ownership when I look at the piece.

Anything that makes you feel this great is a good thing! Best to hang on to it, so if you need a bookshelf put together, you know who to call!

Tim and I did this beaut.

Missing Mug Mystery

My mind is blown on a continuous basis. Mostly regarding the gumption of certain people in the event of items that are not their own.

This is not how I wanted to make my comeback post, but when you get the urge to write, you should go for it. A lot of cool and positive things have happened since the end of Winter semester which I have had wanted to share, and at some point I still plan to do so. But I am beginning to notice that when I am upset or frustrated, or my brain is imploding, that is when I just want to get the story down and share. I guess there is no way to deny that I am a ranter, not exactly the type of blogger I wish to be. (Perhaps I can candy-coat it into spirited story-teller?)

Anyway, to cut to the juicy-ness, this morning I decided to enjoy a nice, steaming coffee in a travel mug to keep it warm as long as possible while I read The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. (I find my coffee cools too quickly in a mug and I end up only drinking about half of the coffee.) I only own two travel mugs; one cute pink mug from Second Cup gifted to me by a dear friend for Christmas of 2010, and a fabulous purple Contigo mug Tim bought me for this Christmas past. Since the Contigo mug is spill-proof, I usually take that one when I am on the go, and I use my pink one while studying at home. Today I decided to use my pink one since I was only going to sink into the couch with a good book. As I brewed the coffee and opened the cupboard to grab my pink mug, I noticed it was not where I expected to find it. I checked a few other cupboards around the kitchen and then began to feel a little panic rise within. I thought, where could I have possibly left my mug? I usually only use it around the house, and it’s not in my room. (Please note, my roommate A. had just moved out this past weekend, in turn I moved into her old bedroom so I knew for a fact that my mug was not in my bedroom.)

Since A. had been packing things over a period of time, she mentioned being unsure of whether she owned certain things and to let her know if she took anything that was not hers. I highly doubted she would think my cute pink travel mug was hers, but I contacted her anyway to see if she had seen it while in the process of packing.

Her response:

Yes! I have it!!! I’ll bring it to you!!!

Oh how nice, she will bring it to me. Wait a second...

First of all, did she pack my mug thinking it was hers but was able to identify the exact one that was missing all the while knowing that it probably wasn’t hers? Or did she borrow it and never return it and MOVE OUT and not have any intention of returning it until I ever-so-nicely asked if she had seen it?

What were her intentions?

I’m not really one to freak-out at a person, I most often freak-out about a person. And when it is A. that is the subject of the freak-out, my awesome roommate, J., takes it all in and we have a bonding moment. So when I texted J. sharing A.’s response to my inquiry about my cute pink travel mug, her response was:

“She used it in the house one day ... and asked if I thought you would mind. I told her I thought it was a gift...”

(Kudos to J., she knows how I feel about gifts.)

“... So I didn’t think she took it out of the house.”

With this new information, I deduce that A. knew I probably wouldn’t enjoy the fact that she was using my cute pink travel mug in the first place, so by venturing off the premises with my property would probably not be a good thing to do, especially without my consent.

My mind is still in after-shock as to why she would do this? It’s not about a travel mug, really, it’s the principal of the thing and also my inability to understand someone else’s actions, namely A.’s actions. (Which I must say has been quite a mystery to myself a J. Read more here.) Why would she go as far to ask J. if she thought I’d mind, get an answer leaning toward “yes” and then proceed to go about the unfavorable action? And you know, this is the 21^st century, she could have texted me if I was not present. She has texted me about other things that are far less meaningful.

I just don’t understand.

She could have bought her own travel mug. They sell them at the dollar store now so it wouldn't break the bank if she were to have gotten her own.

Anyway, I bet I seem incredibly possessive now. I kind of am, but I'm trying to be a little more lenient... but it is events like these that make me think, why bother?

UPDATE:

So I finally got my mug back! But the return is a story in itself.

On my way home from T.'s one evening, I received a text message from A.

A: Hey! I put your cup in the mail box! I'm sorry I could[n't] talk or anything. Super busy day!

At first I was pleased to be informed that my mug made it safely home, then I was confused as to why she would place it in the mailbox as opposed to knocking on the door to make sure I got my mug. Then I realized that she didn't even bother to see if anyone was home to even give her the opportunity to place it safely inside. That's odd. But then again, I think I've already established that A.'s actions aren't always what is perceived as "normal".

When I got home and retrieved my mug from the mailbox, I instantly noticed a bit of dried, sticky coffee on the mouth piece. Gross. I popped the top off only to be disgusted by the sour odor that came from inside of my special coffee mug. Too steamed to text back right away, I put my precious mug in the sink to soak, hoping to rid it of it's grody-ness.

I finally responded to A. in a semi-pleasant manner,

I'd say you had a busy day, looks like you didn't have time to clean my mug.

I couldn't find anything better to say. I had to let her know this was unacceptable, but I didn't want to just flip out at her -- that wouldn't accomplish much. She quickly came back,

What! I cleaned it this morning! And then J. at work cleaned it thinking it was P.'s mug! Cause he has the same one

My response,

You sure you both didn't clean P.'s? There is sticky coffee congealed on the mouthpiece and it smells really sour.

A.'s response,

Damn. Maybe I did.
:S

How could I possibly respond to this?

...

LOL

And that's that, folks. I haven't talked to A. since, but then again, we have nothing to talk about. And now I'm bitter about sharing my things.

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KONY 2012

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INTERNSHIPS/WORK TERMS: The Beef

For all of you Education students, here's where I'm going to break your heart:

Not only will be embark on a four-month, unpaid internship to finish our degree, we are also required to pay full tuition. As in the same amount one would normally pay to register for five entire courses.

I was aware of the unpaid internship, however I had assumed (assumption deduced from knowledge of other degree programs) that we would be required to pay a registration fee equivalent to one course or something near that.

Incorrect.

This is a huge deal to me since I was like "oh hay, I can probably deal without a loan in the fall since I'll be living at home again and y'know, I'm already a gillion dollars in student loan debt". But my biggest issue with this is my understanding that our regular five course tuition is our instructors/professors income, the people gotta live... But WHERE IS MY MONEY GOING when I pay for my internship?

I'm sure I'll be learning plenty of invaluable things during my internship, but the teacher I will be placed with isn't getting the money... and like I said, I won't be attending classes at the university so instructors/profs shouldn't be getting my money either.

If you know the answer to this mystery, please feel free to comment below.

And I feel obligated, (since I already brought it up), but the other programs I refer to include the Business/Commerce Co-op Program, Social Work Program, but more specifically the Engineering Co-op Program. Some Social Work students are now getting paid for their work terms, at least that's progress! However, the Engineering Co-op program is where it's at - sure these students spend a little longer in school, but the majority can graduate without owing a penny! Every second term for them is a paid work term, and paid finely, might I add! Most of these students rake in enough cash (and work hard) to pay their current day-to-day bills, and save enough to pay the next semester's tuition and bills, and buy some cool things... Like a bookshelf, and a Wii and a brand new 32inch TV, and take me out on nice dates!

That's the life.

Sorry for the discouragement, all you eager Education students. Maybe you know of a university that works differently? Please share in the comment section!

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I have always had an interest in the blogging world, however I have never successful followed through with one. Perhaps the issue hasn't been my inability to write about things happening around me but more so that I continue to find myself in a niche, only allowing myself to post about quotes or something. This blog is my attempt to remove any form of niche: Blog Salad - pretty much everything in the cupboards and refrigerator..

McDonald's Needs Help

Have I Missed My Calling?

Missing Mug Mystery

City & Colour: LIVE

KONY 2012

INTERNSHIPS/WORK TERMS: The Beef

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