I’d just like to say that I’m irked about the hours of the Kinko’s near my house.
I have to run off a bunch of stuff before 9am today. I got off of work at 12am. In my head, I thought this would be okay. See, I was always under the impression that Kinko’s was a 24-hours, 7-days thing. And I knew of a few near here. So, on a whim, I looked it up on their website to be sure.
There’s one on Sunset Blvd., which is very close to my house. That’s the one I was thinking of. It’s closed on Sunday. Okay. That one’s out. There’s another one on Vine, I think to myself.
That one doesn’t open until 7am.
What?!
Now, I’ve had my wars with Kinko’s before, but I’ve never managed to find one that was closed. I continue looking. The next nearest one is in Glendale, a city that is geographically close, right above me, but separated from me by mountains and a state park. So I’ve got to go around the mountains, and around the park, by getting on I-5.
Please don’t let that one be the one that’s open 24 hours.
Oh, of course it is. Of course. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.
Fuck you, Kinko. Fuck you and your stupid damn copy place.
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