Out of insane random, I bought Kindles for a few members of my family. Don't worry, I'm not running a fly by night dog breeding operation or pyramid scheme here. It's more of a "I hate being told when to give gifts, so here...have a kindle!" Plus, I've got that job, so, I'm trying to stimulate the economy.
After my 5th ereader purchase, (I did sell some books to pay for the last one) I kind of wore myself down and decided I wanted one too.
Last week, I had a list. At the top it said my sweet, sweet boyfriend's name...Target. Below that it said, cd-r
mailing envelopes (I said I sold some books) (Oooh, uh, our post office has real CRAP hours-they close for lunch and are opened for like 3 hours on Sat)
Sadly, I was under a time crunch, and I didn't get to fully enjoy Target. I had to run in, get my crap, pay at the electronics desk, if I decided to go the way of the kindle, and get out.
If you work at Target, you wear a red shirt. If you don't work at Target, it is recommended that you do not browse while wearing a red shirt.
Being in a hurry, I chased down the first red shirt I saw. I got lucky, the guy really did work there. I said "Are you the one I need to see about getting a kindle?
He replied "Yes, I am the keymaster."
We talked for awhile about Gozer and such, and then he said "what kind of Kindle do you want." At this point I said "I'd like the $139 one."
I was really begining to get sick of all the key words and gate keepers and code talk. I think it showed because he said "here's the deal. I just got a return in. A grand daughter bought a kindle for her grand mother. The G daughter charged it all up, showed the G Ma how to use it, and as soon as the G daughter left, the G Ma returned it for the cash. It's $90."
I bought it. Then I felt like shit for pushing kindles on everyone. But hell, if they were returning them, someone else got a hell of a deal.