Today's our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary (last day for me to say that the marriage is a twenty-five-and-out arrangement), so we're squeezing in lunch at an area restaurant. They have an online reservation system, and I thought sure, why not. It uses a system called Open Table. Just before I clicked to do it, I noticed that it said I was agreeing to the terms of service for Open Table. Well, heck, how detailed could that be?
Answer: Many, many words and paragraphs. I think World War I was concluded with fewer terms. I said the hell with it, hit Cancel, and just called.
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