Josh darn it! Next time The Lovely Mrs Gardiner and I go to Stacks I'm going to have THE KING!
Pictures and my thinking to follow.
Pictures and my thinking to follow.

I don't recall exactly how it tasted but I seem to remember that it was odd.
There's a steakburger joint in my town that butters the bun before toasting it. I'm guessing this adds a similar type of pizazz as peanut butter.
Good for you for helping him out. And that dealership... yeah, good riddance to those weasels. 😡This is more about something that an old, former co-worker learned the hard way. This was maybe a decade ago. He had very few luxuries in life. But his ride was definitely it. Not a luxury car, but she was fully loaded. Anyway, one day he was complaining that his electronic key-fob didn't work. He was particularly angry and upset about it. More than you'd expect someone to be. I asked him why....
Turns out this had happened a few years before. And, he wasn't happy about shelling out another $300.oo (maybe more now) for a replacement fob. I asked him if his fob was damaged. Broken, missing buttons? Maybe he accidentally ran it over? Something like that? Nope!
Instead of simply replacing the battery for him, the dealership charged him for a brand new fob! Or, instead of buying an $8.oo coin-cell battery and doing the job himself, he went to the dealership that blatantly cheated him! Thing is, being an older guy who never owned a car before with an electronic fob, he was literally just ignorant about how they worked. Not his fault. He just didn't know.
For some odd reason, when he bought the car, the dealership handed him only the one fob. (He bought it Pre-Owned.) They promised him another fob but never delivered. Thankfully he did have enough good sense to go get a physical key made from the one switch-blade key-fob they gave him. I told him that he didn't need to spend $300.oo on a new fob. I explained why. He seemed to get angrier. Though not with me. He didn't completely believe me though. Next day, he shows up with both keys. I take the dead fob, and using a flat-head driver on my multi-tool, along with the blade feature; I pop open the fob. Drop the dead battery into my hand. He leaves the fob with me.
Next day, I come back with the dead battery along with a new one still in its packaging. Along with his fob. I open up the fob again, take out the new battery from its packaging. Insert it. Close up the fob. And, hand it back to him. He hesitates.... until he goes outside and tries it out. He thanks me for my help. He tries to pay me back for battery, I tell him to buy me lunch; and we're good. Yes, I felt sorry for him. No clue if he ever confronted the dealership for blatantly cheating him out of his money. Though I did learn a couple of years later that it did go out of business. Quite frankly, good riddance.
Ouch! How embarrassing. I don't trust those convertible ladders.once i while useing my convertible ladder you know the kind that can convert from step ladder to a normal straight ladder. well i wasnt paying attn and had it slam on hand when i was taking it down. well next time i thought to self i wont let that happen again. so i moved hands way out of the way.. a course its falls right on my foot lol. so pretty much i was outsmarted by a ladder twice
Just when you least expect it, gravity shows up.Folding ladder and a separate straight ladder for me.
Though I'll only go up a folding ladder that has about three steps on one side. That's good enough for me. If you fall, it hurts less if you're a lot closer to the ground. Though I didn't learn that lesson the hard way.
It can be a party-pooper. 😉Just when you least expect it, gravity shows up.
It's not the fall. It's when you suddenly stop falling.Just when you least expect it, gravity shows up.
Yes, that rapid unplanned decelleration!It's not the fall. It's when you suddenly stop falling.
I spent about a year working at a tire / mechanics shop and we would get 2 or 3 vehicles towed in every month. The complaint was always automatic doors wouldn't work and the engine wouldn't start. It sure made people mad when we told them they paid for a tow truck when the battery was less than $10.This is more about something that an old, former co-worker learned the hard way. This was maybe a decade ago. He had very few luxuries in life. But his ride was definitely it. Not a luxury car, but she was fully loaded. Anyway, one day he was complaining that his electronic key-fob didn't work. He was particularly angry and upset about it. More than you'd expect someone to be. I asked him why....
Turns out this had happened a few years before. And, he wasn't happy about shelling out another $300.oo (maybe more now) for a replacement fob. I asked him if his fob was damaged. Broken, missing buttons? Maybe he accidentally ran it over? Something like that? Nope!
Instead of simply replacing the battery for him, the dealership charged him for a brand new fob! Or, instead of buying an $8.oo coin-cell battery and doing the job himself, he went to the dealership that blatantly cheated him! Thing is, being an older guy who never owned a car before with an electronic fob, he was literally just ignorant about how they worked. Not his fault. He just didn't know.
For some odd reason, when he bought the car, the dealership handed him only the one fob. (He bought it Pre-Owned.) They promised him another fob but never delivered. Thankfully he did have enough good sense to go get a physical key made from the one switch-blade key-fob they gave him. I told him that he didn't need to spend $300.oo on a new fob. I explained why. He seemed to get angrier. Though not with me. He didn't completely believe me though. Next day, he shows up with both keys. I take the dead fob, and using a flat-head driver on my multi-tool, along with the blade feature; I pop open the fob. Drop the dead battery into my hand. He leaves the fob with me.
Next day, I come back with the dead battery along with a new one still in its packaging. Along with his fob. I open up the fob again, take out the new battery from its packaging. Insert it. Close up the fob. And, hand it back to him. He hesitates.... until he goes outside and tries it out. He thanks me for my help. He tries to pay me back for battery, I tell him to buy me lunch; and we're good. Yes, I felt sorry for him. No clue if he ever confronted the dealership for blatantly cheating him out of his money. Though I did learn a couple of years later that it did go out of business. Quite frankly, good riddance.