Friday, May 18, 2007

Materioo Possessions

Humoos are very concerned aboo materioo possessions. The last few weeks Jim was all stressed becoo first he had to pack all his stuff in Manhattoo, and then he had to wait while the shipping company said it was in Upstate New York, and then in Montreal, and then it was driving across Canadia. Then he had to worry aboo whether he would have any problems getting it through Canadia Customs, becoo the sheet they gave him at the airport for "goods to follow" said he needed model numbers and serioo numbers for electronics, and he didn't have them, and couldn't get them becoo his goods were already following.

Then the shipping company was a Gong Show, and the driver called at 11:00 pm on Tuesday to tell Jim he would be at the customs office the next morning at 8:30 am. And the driver had the wrong address for customs and the wrong address for Jim, and didn't have a map with him, and only knew what highway he was currently on, with no idea how to get to where he was going, which was one wrong address, followed by a second wrong address, anyway. And since Jim didn't get any advance notice he and Jenn hadn't made arrangements for getting Jim to the Canadia Customs office, and Jenn had to teach and needed the car to get to the university, and Jim and Jenn needed to get a bank draft for the paymoo balance, becoo Canadian Shipping company wouldn't take a personal check even though the originoo contract Jim had with the US Shipping company said they would take personoo check. And the man at Canadia Customs gave the driver a lecture becoo the shipping company hadn't called ahead to schedule their arrival with the local Canadia Customs office . And then becoo there was all the running aroo to get to Canadia Customs and to get the bank draft, since Jenn and Jim hadn't gotten any notice Jim's stuff was arriving that morning, the driver said Jim would have to pay for waiting time. So Jim called the shipping company and 'splained aboo 11:00 pm calls and 12 hour notice and wrong addresses and no map and change in terms and Gong Show service and the shipping company agreed there were no waiting charges.

So, anyway, Jim did finally get his stuff!

*much bouncing up and down of Bears*

But it was stressfoo for Jim at times.

We Bears have a much more enlightened approach. We think aboo the meaning of life, aboo the plight of Bears and look looks and kitties and flesh-and-bloo bears, aboo ending the evil of bears baitoo, aboo how to save the environmoo. We don't get hung up on materioo possessions. We just need the companionship of Bears and rafs and kitties and humoos, the solidaritoo of all our Bears allies, caaaandy, lots of Bears hugs, and Jim's 'Merican 'Spress Card, so if we need something we can order it online.

OK Bye
Stompy

3 people left us caaaandy:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Humoos are silly. Us kitties just need a sunbeam. And tuna. And a lap. And you bears.

~Spike the Spawnkitty

1:33 PM  
Blogger Gilliam said...

Nich! I agrees.

Only, then I realise what we needs a safe, dry house where we isn't goin to get soggy an mouldy or eaten by wild beasts an childroos, an how the Grr have to provide for us an bring home the fake-on, an we wouldn't do very well in the wild an is completeloo dependoo on yumans an thems materioo posessioos an such foiboos, so I doesn't say anythins to the Grr in case her throws me out on me ear an says I can fend for myself.

Not that her would do that.

2:04 PM  
Blogger liz said...

Hooray for Jim getting his stuff!!!! And for you for being such nice Bears and Kitties.

10:13 PM  

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