A day of mixed results
Apr. 17th, 2024 06:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartToday I was all over the town in the morning, as I had several things to take care of... with woefully little success.
I've started my campaign for a new ID card by visiting the closest Customer service of the city council, which was supposed to be open on Wednesdays between 9 and 12 am only. Guess what: I was there at 9.30 and it was not open. What's more, I had the impression that the place is actually closed down for good, they just haven't removed the sign yet. Grrrr!
Okay, I took the train to the next one, which was only 10 minutes or so away. That one was apparently still in business, but only opened at 11am on Wednesdays. On all other days at 8am, but not on Wednesdays. Since I was there at 9.45am, I chose not to wait more than an hour and decided to give the thing another try on a different day. I just hope I can get in then, instead of going to the central office where about eight billion people are trying to get their things settled at the same time.
I went to the market place opposite the office then, as people always enthuse how great that is - well, I didn't find it great at all. Perhaps I don't know where to look, but prices were insanely high, so I decided to stick to the supermarkets. I popped into the grocery shop on my way home and bought some apples and mandarins and the kind of soft sliced bread even Mum can eat without cutting it into microscopic pieces...and a chicken breast with bones, which is vital for the kind of chicken soup Mum likes to make. She's been nagging me to get one for weeks, but in most grocery shops you can only get the things without bones. So she was properly impressed with my achievement.
We had breakfast, then I left again, this time for one of the small shopping centres, where the nearest Telekom shop can be found. I've managed to compare personal data with them (Domino card users have to do this every year - apparently, this is part of fighting organized crimes, although I have no idea why), then I looked into the Lindt chocolate shop, where they had a 60% lowering of Easter bunny prices... alas, only the small ones. So my money remained with me.
After that I used the escalator to the third floor, where one of the biggest craft shops within reach can be found. I needed more key rings for the little bears I'll be sewing. Unfortunately, they didn't have the kind I wanted; plus, there was impossible to wander around the shop leisurely, as 3 or 4 of the shop assistants were standing and sitting around in the way that would lead to the rooms further back, discussing their personal life with a fairly annoying volume. There was no way even an emaciated baby could have slipped through between them, save for a rather... substantial old hag like me; and they showed no signs of shutting up and make the way free any time, soon. So I decided to keep my money that I might have spent on stuff kept in the back room and left. I won't visit that shop for a while.
Taking the tram back home I made a break half-way to visit Remo, a discount shop for craft supplies, still on the look for the right size key rings. Again, I found none, and I can't remember where I had bought the ones I already have, just not enough of them. Perhaps at Tedi? Well, I'll have to go to the Savoy Park shopping centre eventually, so I'll pay the place a visit.
So, this was my long, exhausting and mostly useless adventure in the great outdoors. I don't think I'll leave the house before Saturday again.
Oh, and Pinterest sent me a message that they had to remove access to one of my pins because someone reported it. What is it with people going over places like fanfic archives and Pinterest & Co and reporting people? Not to mention that I probably found the pin in question popping up on the site already? Just FYI, it was a pin originating from a Russian site that showed a dozen or so Christmas-themed cross-stitch patterns. I don't even do cross-stitch (has too much to do with maths), I just found the dratted picture pretty. *sigh*
I've started my campaign for a new ID card by visiting the closest Customer service of the city council, which was supposed to be open on Wednesdays between 9 and 12 am only. Guess what: I was there at 9.30 and it was not open. What's more, I had the impression that the place is actually closed down for good, they just haven't removed the sign yet. Grrrr!
Okay, I took the train to the next one, which was only 10 minutes or so away. That one was apparently still in business, but only opened at 11am on Wednesdays. On all other days at 8am, but not on Wednesdays. Since I was there at 9.45am, I chose not to wait more than an hour and decided to give the thing another try on a different day. I just hope I can get in then, instead of going to the central office where about eight billion people are trying to get their things settled at the same time.
I went to the market place opposite the office then, as people always enthuse how great that is - well, I didn't find it great at all. Perhaps I don't know where to look, but prices were insanely high, so I decided to stick to the supermarkets. I popped into the grocery shop on my way home and bought some apples and mandarins and the kind of soft sliced bread even Mum can eat without cutting it into microscopic pieces...and a chicken breast with bones, which is vital for the kind of chicken soup Mum likes to make. She's been nagging me to get one for weeks, but in most grocery shops you can only get the things without bones. So she was properly impressed with my achievement.
We had breakfast, then I left again, this time for one of the small shopping centres, where the nearest Telekom shop can be found. I've managed to compare personal data with them (Domino card users have to do this every year - apparently, this is part of fighting organized crimes, although I have no idea why), then I looked into the Lindt chocolate shop, where they had a 60% lowering of Easter bunny prices... alas, only the small ones. So my money remained with me.
After that I used the escalator to the third floor, where one of the biggest craft shops within reach can be found. I needed more key rings for the little bears I'll be sewing. Unfortunately, they didn't have the kind I wanted; plus, there was impossible to wander around the shop leisurely, as 3 or 4 of the shop assistants were standing and sitting around in the way that would lead to the rooms further back, discussing their personal life with a fairly annoying volume. There was no way even an emaciated baby could have slipped through between them, save for a rather... substantial old hag like me; and they showed no signs of shutting up and make the way free any time, soon. So I decided to keep my money that I might have spent on stuff kept in the back room and left. I won't visit that shop for a while.
Taking the tram back home I made a break half-way to visit Remo, a discount shop for craft supplies, still on the look for the right size key rings. Again, I found none, and I can't remember where I had bought the ones I already have, just not enough of them. Perhaps at Tedi? Well, I'll have to go to the Savoy Park shopping centre eventually, so I'll pay the place a visit.
So, this was my long, exhausting and mostly useless adventure in the great outdoors. I don't think I'll leave the house before Saturday again.
Oh, and Pinterest sent me a message that they had to remove access to one of my pins because someone reported it. What is it with people going over places like fanfic archives and Pinterest & Co and reporting people? Not to mention that I probably found the pin in question popping up on the site already? Just FYI, it was a pin originating from a Russian site that showed a dozen or so Christmas-themed cross-stitch patterns. I don't even do cross-stitch (has too much to do with maths), I just found the dratted picture pretty. *sigh*
