So if you didn’t already know I am moving, In exactly 2 months to be exact. As such I have a lot of packing to do. Now for those of you who have never packed something in a box before you need 4 simple things
1. The shit your packing
2. A cardboard box
3. Bubble wrap
4. Packing tape
A simple process that any man with half a brain could do. I how ever do not have half a brain and did NOT pick up packing tape. So there I am, shoving my Atari in a cardboard box that I told Patrick to specifically label “atari 2600” so we would not confuse it with the Atari Jaguar with the Atari 2600 ( I’m packing ALOT of video games ) and instead he wrote “grahams stupid video games vol 2600” I confront him and all he does is laugh. So I say “just give me the god damn tape” and he pauses and looks around and tells me “you were in charge of getting the tape...you forgot it didn’t you?” I tell him yes and he tells me to go get some tape.
Going into this I did not expect how strange the tape market was treating me. I never occurred to me how little I simply go to a store and buy tape! Scotch tape maybe and occasionally duct tape but NEVER packing tape. Let some buying it by it’s self.
So I hope into my local rite aid. It’s pretty close by only about 2 blocks from my apartment.
“Excuse me can you point me to the packing tape” I asked a pimply faces teenaged boy
He exhales deeply and says “wait here, I will get it for you”
He takes an awfully long time and returns with a thing of scotch tape which he slams on the check out table
“I’m sorry but I asked for packing tape” I say
An long silence occurs as he stares at me and the tape
Did I do something wrong? Do I not question teenagers who hand me improper tape? I was beginning to worry that I was going to get punched in the harbor something when...
“I’m sorry...we only have scotch tape” and before waiting for my reptile takes it back. It’s not like I was going to take the crude excuse for tape but it was still odd.
Not willing to be defeated by the tape company, I decided to walk a whole 6 BLOCKS To the closest staples. I run into the store and dash into the tape section (well less of a section and more of a stand ) and I am horrified at the selection. All they had was scotch tape and neon colored and Silly graphic designed duct tape. I was getting to the point in which I would have taken regular duct tape. But I refuse to have my boxes be coved in tape that looks like a bunch of dounuts.
I am in shock at this point. Staples, one of the leading office supply stores does not sell packing tape. At this moment I get a call from Patrick.
“Where the hell are you dude, it’s been almost 45 minuets and you said you would only be 10”
I explain to him the situation and he is like “Fine, but I need your help organizing your shit, one more store and then come home!”
It is clear to me at this point that the tape industry is out to get me, I am beginning to lose hope and can’t think of another store...until it pops into my head. “MICHAELS!” I scream on the inside. I see the store across from me and I dash inside.
I see my tape and when I pick it up I feel like a king. I buy the tape and I walk home.
This is story and a shout-out to all the tape company CEO’s reading this...you can’t stop me and you never will be able to stop me from getting my tape
1. The shit your packing
2. A cardboard box
3. Bubble wrap
4. Packing tape
A simple process that any man with half a brain could do. I how ever do not have half a brain and did NOT pick up packing tape. So there I am, shoving my Atari in a cardboard box that I told Patrick to specifically label “atari 2600” so we would not confuse it with the Atari Jaguar with the Atari 2600 ( I’m packing ALOT of video games ) and instead he wrote “grahams stupid video games vol 2600” I confront him and all he does is laugh. So I say “just give me the god damn tape” and he pauses and looks around and tells me “you were in charge of getting the tape...you forgot it didn’t you?” I tell him yes and he tells me to go get some tape.
Going into this I did not expect how strange the tape market was treating me. I never occurred to me how little I simply go to a store and buy tape! Scotch tape maybe and occasionally duct tape but NEVER packing tape. Let some buying it by it’s self.
So I hope into my local rite aid. It’s pretty close by only about 2 blocks from my apartment.
“Excuse me can you point me to the packing tape” I asked a pimply faces teenaged boy
He exhales deeply and says “wait here, I will get it for you”
He takes an awfully long time and returns with a thing of scotch tape which he slams on the check out table
“I’m sorry but I asked for packing tape” I say
An long silence occurs as he stares at me and the tape
Did I do something wrong? Do I not question teenagers who hand me improper tape? I was beginning to worry that I was going to get punched in the harbor something when...
“I’m sorry...we only have scotch tape” and before waiting for my reptile takes it back. It’s not like I was going to take the crude excuse for tape but it was still odd.
Not willing to be defeated by the tape company, I decided to walk a whole 6 BLOCKS To the closest staples. I run into the store and dash into the tape section (well less of a section and more of a stand ) and I am horrified at the selection. All they had was scotch tape and neon colored and Silly graphic designed duct tape. I was getting to the point in which I would have taken regular duct tape. But I refuse to have my boxes be coved in tape that looks like a bunch of dounuts.
I am in shock at this point. Staples, one of the leading office supply stores does not sell packing tape. At this moment I get a call from Patrick.
“Where the hell are you dude, it’s been almost 45 minuets and you said you would only be 10”
I explain to him the situation and he is like “Fine, but I need your help organizing your shit, one more store and then come home!”
It is clear to me at this point that the tape industry is out to get me, I am beginning to lose hope and can’t think of another store...until it pops into my head. “MICHAELS!” I scream on the inside. I see the store across from me and I dash inside.
I see my tape and when I pick it up I feel like a king. I buy the tape and I walk home.
This is story and a shout-out to all the tape company CEO’s reading this...you can’t stop me and you never will be able to stop me from getting my tape
