What’s a sweatshop without a little fun?

Hey sweet-cheeks,

I know we haven’t seen each other much lately.  It’s just all this darn work.  You know how Teodor has me working nights down at the coal plant.  I can’t even describe to you all the nightmarish conditions, and you don’t want to hear.  I’m sure you know, but we don’t even have second-lunch anymore and it’s been months since we’ve had any gumdrops at all in the candy bowl.  But I don’t want to talk about any of that.  Right now I want to talk about you.

You have been right beside me, through thick and thin, baby.  Why, most anyone would have left me after only two days of my fascination with indoor bee keeping, but you only threatened to leave me after six.  I still miss those bees, but that’s not the point.  The point is, I love you.  And to prove it, I’ve got you the only gift as special as you are.  It’s OK, you can open it now.

Great googly moogly, I get so fed up trying to find owner’s manuals when I really need them. I mean, honestly, if I kept the owner’s manual for every gadget I buy, I’d probably have to, like, file them away. It probably wouldn’t take too much space, thinking about it. Just a small filing cabnet would do.

But I don’t! I always think, “Well, I can always find it online.”  Wrong!  Wronger! Wrongest!

You have be a Google-fu master just to find a blurry, tiny scan of the owner’s manual you are looking for most of the time.  Thankfully I just found out about OwnerIQ.net.  While I’m sure they don’t have every single manual ever made, they do have thousands which is a good starting point. 

This post is more for myself in the future, when I’ll need to access owner’s manuals again. Because why should I store the darn things when it’s all online.