So I needed to get a vacuum cleaner belt. Now I know I should have copied down the model number or the belt number but I thought if I took in the belt there would be no problem. The guy at the store was as helpful as he could be. He showed me a bunch of different belts but we couldn't decide which one was the one I needed. We decided that the best thing to do was to go home, look up the belt number and call the catalog number.

I looked up the number. I called the number. They could send the part. Hooray! All I had to do was give my credit card number or send them a check. The belt was not even $3. There was no way I was gonna give my credit card number over the phone, let alone charge $3 measly dollars to it. And a check? This was becoming harder than it needed to be.

"How 'bout I go to the catalog store here in Moose Jaw give them the cash and you send the belt?"

"No we can't do that."

"Well that money goes into a different …thingy,…pile, ..like thing."

Now I understood what she meant but how is it my problem that the money goes into another account?

"Never mind I'll just go into Regina on the weekend and get it." Christ!

I figure I'm just gonna do what I want so I go to the Sears here in Moose Jaw. Now I hadn't lived here very long so I had no idea that it was a full fledged actual department store. Not a catalog outlet. Let me type that part again. Not a catalog outlet. Now why in god's name didn't the lady at the catalog number tell me that?

I had no trouble once I got there. But…why do I have such trouble with these places?