Now I Don't Like You Anymore

I left work a couple of minutes early in order to get to the dentist on time.
When I went in for my check-up on Friday my regular dentist wasn't there, so another dentist was filling in for him. She was the one who decided that I needed to get a crown, but apparently nobody made any note of which tooth it was supposed to be for. When I got there today my regular dentist was back, and his assistant took an an x-ray of the tooth that they thought was the one.
After looking at the x-ray, the dentist asked if I knew which one it was supposed to be, as the one that was x-rayed apparently was not it. I said which one I thought it was, he checked it out, and another x-ray later my mouth was numbed (mostly; more on that in a bit), some impressions were taken, and he was hard at work grinding down the tooth I suggested.
My mouth was mostly numbed because after having had so much dental work done over the years I've built up something of a tolerance for/immunity to novacaine. I get all of the unpleasant aspects, like losing feeling in my face and lips, but the tooth being worked on never gets fully numb. Fortunately I've also got a pretty high threshold of pain, so while the experience was unpleasant it wasn't unbearably agonizing.
After getting the temporary crown put on I made the appointment to get the permanent one put in, and was on my not-so merry way.
On the way home I stopped at Best Buy to pick up Sin City on Blu-ray. The cute-ish and altogether too young girl who rang me up was totally on auto-pilot as she went through the motions of being pleasant and asked all of the required questions (Do you have a Rewards Zone card, credit or debit, etc.). It reminded me a little of working in the call center when I would just shut off my brain and unthinkingly repeat my opening script (Thank you for choosing America Online, high-speed technical support. My name is Jon. Before we get started I'm going to ask you a few questions. Let's start with your screen name. Will you spell it for me please? Thank you. And may I have your first and last name please?) over and over again.
After finishing things up she explained about the online survey listed at the bottom of the receipt and how filling it out could win me a $5,000 shopping spree, and circled the information with a marker.
When I got home I glanced at the receipt on the table and noticed that she'd circled the information with a little heart. I said, "Aww, how cute." Then I looked at it again and saw that it wasn't a heart, it had just looked like one from an angle, so I said, "Okay, fine; don't circle it with a heart. Now I don't like you anymore."
Then I laughed.
Then I laughted some more.
Then I questioned my sanity.
Then I concluded that there's really no need to question my sanity, as at this point I already know the answer.

A Guaranteed Shitty Day No Matter What Happens

This morning found me driving in to Ashburn for a dentist appointment.
I was disappointed to see that not only is the cute but way too skinny Asian girl not there but the cute girl with big boobs who can’t say Massachusetts was also absent. I’m not sure if this is a permanent thing or not, but the two girls in their place were not nearly as cute.
Still, apparently I’m doing things right, as there were no lectures and I don’t have to go in again for another six months.
Afterwards, as I’d skipped breakfast, I decided to grab an early lunch.
I was going to go to the McDonalds across the street, but on the way there decided instead to hit the Wendy’s across the street from where I used to live.
I’m not really sure why, as I’m not that big of a fan of Wendy’s and their latest ad campaign is the kind of annoyingly retarded ad campaign that makes me inclined to not give any money to the business being advertised.
From there I went grocery shopping and then made my way home.
Our CEO sent out an e-mail confirming that yes, 2000 people are going to get laid off over the next couple of months starting tomorrow, but there were no specifics as to who those people are going to be, so I don’t actually know anything more than I already did.
And it was a year ago today that my dad died.
I think that’s pretty much all I’m going to say about that particular subject.
For some reason I’m finding that the HD DVD movies I have, which have a 16:9 aspect ratio and are at 1080p resolution are still showing letterboxes on my TV, which has a16:9 aspect ration and is at 1080p resolution.
Non-HD DVD movies that are upsampled by the player are not letterboxed.
I must confess that I’m baffled, as I’ve gone through every setting and have searched in vain for any information on the subject online.
I would ask for suggestions from my vast readership, but I know pointless that is, especially since I’ve actually talked to Scott about this already.
In any case, I suppose I should find something productive to do, then not do it.