This is the conclusion of the walkie talkie fiasco. It doesn’t really effectively conclude anything, but I limited this concept to two strips due to a lack of other ideas. Because the strip ran weekly, I tried to avoid serial storylines where I could.
This is my pot shot at dollar store purchases (or similar low-cost options). You pay five bucks for walkie talkies, and what do you get? Walkie, but no talkie.
I once had a friend who always bought Walkman rip-offs for twenty dollars at a cheap discount store. They would eat his audio tapes and stop working after two months. Then he would go out and buy another twenty dollar Walkman. He must have done this about eight times, meaning he paid close to double what a real Walkman cost, and got his tapes eaten in the process. It never made any sense to me.
(Ah, audio tapes. How I miss you so.)
My usual plan is to buy something cheap-ish, which a lot of the time turns out to be perfectly good enough. But if it breaks or otherwise proves inadequate for the purpose, *then* go buy a really decent replacement, damn the cost. It’s kind of a Darwinian frugality. I save a lot of money overall, while still ending up with nice stuff for the tasks that turn out to actually need it.
A good call. Especially now, where many goods are not really manufactured with care. You can pay one grand for a shoddily made fridge, or you can pay four grand for a shoddily made fridge that has more features (and more ways to break down).
I bought a lawn mower a couple years ago and the warranty they wanted to offer me cost as much as a new mower…
I passed.
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Also, I’m a new reader.
I got sucked in from your ad on BugMartini.
Good work, so far.
Can’t wait til I get to the color comics. 🙂
Warranties are like a license for stores to print money, man. They love that stuff. And thanks for checking out Puck! You can certainly jump to the newer color comics if you want. No need to be linear! Heck, I notice that I sometimes end up reading webcomics backwards.
My OCD won’t allow me to skip in line.
Plus, it’s not polite. 😀
I know what you mean. I am coming back after a long break, and I can’t remember where I left off.
You’re just going to have to read the whole thing over again.
Cassettes! I’ve got one sitting on my desk (or did I move it to the CD/DVD rack?) right now. Whilst I understand the joke (and respect it), I can’t help but feel it’d be equally funny (although you’d lose the meaning behind this joke) if Colin went on to exclaim about the excellent range they had and left the room in a hurry to “demonstrate” it.
Cassettes are for REAL music enthusiasts. Forget this vinyl renaissance. Bring back the cassette.
T-shirt seen yesterday: drawing of cassette next to iPod: cassette says: trust me, I’m your father.
Didn’t buy it, but thought it
I like that. Like you, probably not enough to buy it.
Puck’s sweet, cute bow mitigates her extremely sharp tongue! 😉
It’s been a hallmark of hers for so long…