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A Trip to Sam's Club
I went to Sam's Club yesterday. I did not have to work. It was an eye appointment that I scheduled a month ago. As I'd threatened to do, I drug my roommate along so she could get her hearing tested at a nearby place. As it turned out, the place that would do the testing required an appointment. I chalked it up to there being incorrect information on the Internet, but the attempt to make the appointment encountered some resistance.
I walked into the place, exchanged a few pleasantries with the receptionist and sat down. The roommate, reluctant to say anything, only said that we were there because of my problem. Technically, this is true. She is not bothered by how loudly she plays the television or some of her gaming videos. After assuring the woman that she was the one who had problems with appropriate volume levels, it took a few more questions.
After a few minutes, the receptionist handed the housemate an appointment card. She'll be going back Friday, probably before I go grocery shopping for the house.
As for the eye appointment, it went well. I just need to order eyeglasses tomorrow.
I walked into the place, exchanged a few pleasantries with the receptionist and sat down. The roommate, reluctant to say anything, only said that we were there because of my problem. Technically, this is true. She is not bothered by how loudly she plays the television or some of her gaming videos. After assuring the woman that she was the one who had problems with appropriate volume levels, it took a few more questions.
After a few minutes, the receptionist handed the housemate an appointment card. She'll be going back Friday, probably before I go grocery shopping for the house.
As for the eye appointment, it went well. I just need to order eyeglasses tomorrow.