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Unfortunate Coincidences

My agency is going through a national accreditation review this week, which involves visits from the accreditation agency personnel and extensive reviews of our policies and operations. Everyone has been on edge. A positive review with few problem areas is important for us to continue to receive various forms of Federal funding and grants.

I giggled when I came to work yesterday morning to see, in the parking lot, the van for the business that stocks the candy and soft drink vending machines in the lobby. The workers were unloading boxes to bring into the building. The company is called Braun Distributing, and they stock vending machines all over town. They also are a wholesale vendor of alcohol. That is why Budweiser is emblazoned all over the delivery van that was in the parking lot. We provide both mental health and substance abuse treatment, and it sure looks odd to have the Budweiser van in the parking lot. I teased our clinical director that the accreditation reviewers would be pretty suspicious of how exactly we were keeping our employees and clients happy. It was a rather unfortunate, but funny, coincidence, I thought.

What are some awkward, funny, and/or unfortunate coincidences you can relate?

Lapsed Retail

I’ve always been fascinated by empty store fronts.  Always a little sad because a business hasn’t made it and intensely curious about what will replace it.  There are three particular spots on my horizon.

In 2013, Beek’s Pizza and Diamond Lake Rentals just off of 54th and Lyndale were destroyed by a spectacular fire.  It was January; the fire department had a devil of a time and the water froze into sheets of ice.  It actually looked like a bit of an ice palace the first couple of days after the fire.  A few years later they did some digging on the site but only for a few days.  Other than that the lot has sat empty all these years.  Apparently some property management company purchased it in 2021 but not a darn thing has happened.  Personally I’d love to see a bagel shop but I won’t hold my breath.

Near 50th and Xerxes there used to be a Michelangelos Pizza.  It was a favorite spot of mine – great pizza and a fabulous salad with riced provolone cheese.  They closed suddenly for renovations in 2017 and then never re-opened.  Apparently they found more structural problems than they anticipated and then the owner of the building passed away.  Somebody’s been working on it since last winter and the Tono’s Pizzeria and Cheesesteak sign went up a few weeks ago.  I drive that direction a lot and I have to say, they’re not moving at the speed of light. 

The other sad dark retail that I pay attention to is the huge ex-Rainbow Foods storefront down on 66th and Nicollet.  I used to shop at that Rainbow but knew it was in a death spiral.  Store needs money to keep it up to date, since store isn’t up to date, people stop shopping.  I was not surprised when it closed in 2018.  I know that the Rainbow brand is owned by Jerry’s so I was hoping that they would fix it up, rebrand it and re-open, but that hasn’t happened.  Early last fall there were signs up saying it would be a Halloween store, but that never happened.  They only action the spot sees these days is the big fireworks tent in the parking lot every July.

I suppose some of the reason I’m fascinated is that I know that space/land just sitting there in a retail-zoned spot is costing somebody money.  I’m guessing you still have to pay taxes on the property, even if you don’t have a thriving business.  Rainbow/Jerry’s is probably working to do something with the space, but the other two spots had to have been chewing a hole in somebody’s pocket for all these years.  And the Beek’s property has actually had some legal action due to the inactivity, so even more expenditures. 

Not sure what I’ll do when these storefronts aren’t empty any longer.  I support I’ll find others to stalk.

What kind of business would you like to see open near you?

Pigeon Poetry

Went for my eye exam last week.  No changes so I decided this was a good time to invest my annual glasses allowance for a pair of prescription sunglasses. 

Since I had such a good experience with Warby Parker last year, I headed over to the store again to ask about new shades.  Now last year I was in and out of the store so fast that I barely had time to even look around (except when I was actually looking at the various glasses styles and even that didn’t take me too long).  This year the store was hopping; I ended up waiting about 20 minutes after I checked in so I had a chance to take the place in.

First off, there are books above each alcove of frames… real titles but the spines are all monochromatic (all white over one alcove, all blue over another, etc.) so I’m guessing they are probably not the actual books.  I could be wrong but I doubt it.  Then I noticed their 100 word “all about us” statement printed on the wall.  Each word is numbered.  The funniest things were books of haiku on shelves under each alcove titled  “Baby Pigeons”.  Apparently at WPHQ they write haiku.  They have them on the walls, in emails and in various correspondence and collected in a book.  Here is the haiku that inspired the title of the book:

How come you never

See baby pigeons? I asked

“What?” said the dentist.

I also liked this one:

finish lip balm tube
rather than just losing it?
honor this moment

I didn’t ask if the books were for sale but I liked that WP apparently doesn’t take themselves too seriously.  It did inspire me to write a haiku of my own on the way home:

Picking new glasses

Without “help” from my daughter…

I get what I want!

Any haiku thoughts this week?

Sidewalk Sales

Photo credit: Ames History Museum

On Sunday, my little neighbors Minnie and Marie came home from errands with their folks and decided to have an “Icee” stand down on the boulevard.  I was weeding in my yard so I got a front row seat to all the proceedings.  First off, “icee” was a misnomer, since they were actually selling those Fla-vor ice pops but they had their signs made so I wasn’t going to quibble.  They also were giving out dog treats free and borrowed one of Guinevere’s bowls so they could have water for dogs as well.

Most of the work for setting this up was done by their folks and then Dad sat up on the driveway with his laptop as they got going.  They were selling the ice pops for $1.00 – a long cry from the 5 cents that was the going rate for a cup of Kool-aid when I was a kid – but that didn’t seem to stop anybody (including yours truly).  Of course, there was also some sampling of their own product as well.  Even on a busy street like ours, a few people actually stopped as they were driving by.  A third neighbor child, Lindsay, joined them for the last hour, although it was clear they were all flagging by then.

Minnie told me that they made $18 and then confided that it was really boring.  They were open for 3 hours total (they took a break for lunch), so that’s 6 ice pops per hour… not terribly rigorous traffic. 

I had several Kool-aid stands when I was a kid.  The house we lived on when I was Minnie’s age was on a corner lot of a fairly busy street.  Like most kid-run stands, my folks paid for the Kool-aid, the sugar, the cups and any other supplies that were used.  One time my father suggested that we kids split the profit with him since he had paid for everything.  Unfortunately this lead to graft and a second set of “books”. He never asked again.

Did you ever sell stuff as a kid?

Reverse Jenga

Part of my post-milkman life now includes just running out get milk. And if it’s only milk that I need, Aldis is my grocery store of choice.  Easy parking, fast in, fast out.  My shopping trifecta. 

Normally at Aldis I do self-checkout; even if I get more than just milk, I don’t have the much so usually can’t get myself in too much trouble.  But this past week, I was determined to use some of my surplus quarters (lots leftover from my day at the laundromat) so I parked myself in the regular cashier line.  I’m retired – I have time.

The couple in front of me had more groceries in their cart than I have ever seen at Aldis, heck that I’ve ever seen anywhere.  The child seat was full, the cart itself was practically overflowing and even the bottom shelf under the card was full of stuff.  It was amazing.  While they were unloading everything, the guy even went and grabbed a few more things from the freezer section.

The cashier was bound and determined to get everything back into one cart was she was scanning.  (I’m not sure why… there were plenty of empty carts next to her station.)  She stacked and wiggled and moved stuff around.  I was pretty sure things were going to start sliding off the mountain that had been created in that cart.  The woman looked at me with my two cartons of milk and gave me a “I’m so sorry” quasi-smile.  I laughed and said “it looks like reverse-Jenga”.  Everybody, including the cashier thought this was pretty funny. 

The total on their order was $312!  Considering that Aldis sells pretty much everything at a bargain price, you can imagine how many groceries it takes to hit the $300 mark.  And how funny it felt to cough up my $4.98 in coins right afterwards. 

Cash or credit card for your groceries?

The Land that Time Forgot

I go to the laundromat twice a year.  I have allergy covers on my box spring, mattress and pillows to help deter my allergy nemesis – the dust mite.  My allergy doctor recommended stripping these covers off and washing them in hot water twice a year.  I also do the pillows themselves as well as my bed’s dust ruffle and my blankets.  A lot of laundry.  Now I can do all this laundry at home, and did so a couple of times during pandemic, but it’s a LOT of up and down stairs and takes most of the day.  The laundromat, while more expensive, is fast. 

It was quiet when I arrived at 8:30 a.m.  I had been feeling a little anxious that I didn’t go earlier; you don’t want to run into big crowds where dryer time is involved.  There were actually only two other folks there so I had pretty much my pick of machines.  I also had a load of regular laundry with me so I used four machines and sat happily with my book while they filled/washed/rinsed and tumbled.  I looked up at the clock and noticed that it said 2:33.  Hmmmm.  I checked back when I was emptying the washers and noticed it still said 2:33. 

This particular laundromat is quite large and in good shape.  Two of the walls have undersea artwork – whales, fish, seagrass, etc.  On the ledge above all the washing machines on the south side of the building, there are lots of pretty planters, although they don’t look real.  There are a couple of arcade games for kids and the ubiquitous tv screens (although luckily no sound). The washers & dryers have the option to use a credit card, the machines that dispense packets of soap are always working and there are a few vending machines for pop and snacks.  The dryers keep going until the sensor says the load is dry so you don’t have to keep plugging coins in for cycle after cycle.  Most importantly there is a full-time maintenance employee who is always around, keeping things clean and orderly.  This time I saw him cleaning out the lint traps on the dryers – all these years and I’d never thought about lint at the laundromat.  

More folks eventually started to file in, one family who had the back of their pickup chock a block full of bags of laundry.  One woman was clearly irritated by something in her life; she threw her laundry around like it was offending her.  Another young couple had a disagreement about how to sort the laundry out; maybe doing your laundry together at the laundromat is another of those tests to see how compatible you are as a couple.  It was great people watching, a little world all of it’s own there at 37th and Chicago.

After all my stuff was washed, dried and folded up ready to head home (2 hours total), I looked up – still 2:33 p.m.

When was the last time you hung out laundry to dry?

Here is Barbara’s clothesline photo… putting it here…. long story.

Convention Grill Melt-Down

When I took a leave from college during my junior year, my first job supporting myself in Northfield was as a waitress at Country Kitchen.  Yea, I know, glamorous.  My next job was also waitressing at Ole Piper Inn – a little better money and closer to my apartment.  When Ole Piper went other (rather abruptly), my friend Deana found a job at the Ole Store and managed to squeeze out a job for me as well.  That job was a combination of waitress/baker/cook. 

I’ve heard people say that everyone should be required to spend a year being a waiter or waitress as they’re starting out-kind of like compulsory armed services requirements. I’ve always thought that was a great idea.

Convention Grill in Edina closed down during pandemic and then for a variety of reasons, never got around to re-opening until this past week.  The family who owns it has been telling us for years that they were going to be back in business eventually so I’ve been keeping tabs on their progress for awhile now: when I saw the ads for staff last month, I was ecstatic and YA thought we should go right away. 

It was during this trip that I was reminded about everyone needing food service background – especially YA!  We had a wait, which was expected.  A very pushy gentleman managed to get the young guy monitoring the waiting list to seat him before us.  This outraged YA.  I was more mad at the pushy guy but we got seated immediately after that and it turned out to be a better table.  YA was not mollified. 

Then it turned out that they didn’t have a veggie burger.  My guess is that they will eventually bring that back but the thin paper menus made me think that they might be opening on a restricted listing.  YA was in a huff about this, announcing right as my Diet Coke showed up that she didn’t want anything else.  I said “OK, then let’s go.”   This took her by surprise and she backed down quickly.  She said we could stay but she wouldn’t have anything.  I replied that this wasn’t my idea of a good time and we should go.  Grumpily she said she’d have the triple-decker grilled cheese.  She didn’t want an order of fries, said she’d have “10” of mine.  The one thing you can still count on at Convention Grill is the size of the orders of fries.  One side order is good for two.  YA ate her entire sandwich and about half the fries.

Luckily getting food into her helped a lot but she continued to point out things that could be better, including the wait for the food, the fact that the waitress only checked in with us once, the wait for the check.  When I suggested that the restaurant had only been open for three days and it was chock-a-block full of customers and unsurprisingly they had a few kinks to work out, she was unconvinced.  I also told her it was likely that 100% of the staff were new, she retorted that most of them probably had experience elsewhere, I told no… probably 80% of the staff probably didn’t.  If they had prior experience, they most likely couldn’t afford to work at Convention Grill.  At this point I told her she needed to spend a year working in a restaurant and that she was “harshing my buzz” (quote from Big Bang Theory.  Rest of the time was uneventful.

Anyway, my review is that if you enjoyed Convention Grill before pandemic, you’ll most likely enjoy it now.  If you’ve never been but like retro dining experiences with a variety of burgers, malts and fabulous fries, you’ll most likely enjoy it.  If you’re YA – maybe not.

Tell me about a favorite place that has re-opened since pandemic!

When I walked into the bathroom yesterday, I noticed that YA’s toothbrush is wearing a space helmet.  I asked her about it and she said it’s to keep the toothbrush clean if it falls on the floor.  Apparently when she plugs in her hairdryer to dry her hair, she often knocks the toothbrush over.  Another one of those items you never knew you needed.

Occasionally I see lists of these kind of “needed” items, usually on Amazon.  Things like:  Dill Pickle Lip Balm, a 12-pack of Flying Rubber Chickens, 101 Pooping Puppies Jigsaw Puzzle (1000 pieces no less), Fridge Jar Fork Caddy (this is a holder with a plastic fork/grabber that attaches to a jar in your fridge like olives or pickles) and my favorite – the Light-Up St. Patrick’s Day Shamrock Headband. 

It’s amazing to me what people can get a production loan for; I’ve always wanted to be a fly on the wall listening to whoever first pitched “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles”.

My first thought about the toothbrush helmet was how silly it was.  Now I’m wondering whether MY toothbrush ends up on the floor when YA dries her hair. 

Do you think I should get a toothbrush space helmet?  What color should it be?

The Last Straw!

I have to admit that I am a regular at the Taco Bell drive-through.  Bean burrito with extra red sauce, Fiesta potatoes and usually a large diet Pepsi.  This is my normal order – this stop is usually if I’m out and about doing errands.  I never just leave the house to go there.

My most-stopped-at location is the one near Southdale as many of my errands have me in that neighborhood.  About four months ago I noticed that the straw that came with the diet Pepsi was very flimsy and split while I was trying to get it through the little hole on the lid, making it unusable.  If I’d been the passenger in the car, I probably could have jerry-rigged it but as the driver it wasn’t do-able.  Luckily I was on the way home.

I thought I was a fluke but the next couple of visits confirmed that they had switched to these crappy straws.  If you poke a good hole in the lid first with your finger and are VERY careful unwrapping the straw and putting into the cup, you’ll be ok but there are too many ways to screw this up.  I started taking a straw of my own re-usable straw in the car if I thought I might be hankering for a burrito but it wasn’t a perfect solution. Interesting side-note… it’s just this location.  The other location close to us hasn’t switched to the thinner option.

Last week I stopped by and realized I hadn’t brought my re-usable.  I thought about asking the drive-through guy for two straws but decided that was just too silly.  When he handed me my pop, he handed me two straws and I couldn’t help it; I burst out laughing.  He laughed too and said they’re giving out two straws now because so many folks have complained.

Reminded me of when my company changed to a thinner toilet paper ten years back.  I’m sure it was cheaper but if you use twice as much because it’s so thin, I’m pretty sure the savings go out the window.  The thin tp only last a few months.  I don’t know if people complained or if they realized right away they weren’t saving money.  Or both!

I will keep bringing my re-usable straw (if I remember) but am wondering how long it will take this location to figure out that giving out two thin straws isn’t smarter than just have decent straws.

What do you drink if you splurge on fast food?

Twins?

There are a handful of ads that come into my Inbox (instead of Junk) – Einstein Brothers and Brueggers are two of those because they offer occasional coupons that I like, particularly my birthday freebies every year.  A couple of weeks ago, not only did an ad for each show up on the same day, they arrived one after the other in my Inbox.  If they hadn’t, I probably wouldn’t have noticed that they have both launched the same sandwich on the same day.  See the photo above – I won’t even tell you which is which.

My first, very fleeting, thought was that it was a coincidence.  Then I thought it must be an amazing corporate espionage situation.  But the pictures are almost identical so I ventured the thought to YA that perhaps Brueggers and Einstein Brothers were somehow related.  YA snorted and said “of course, they’re related –  they’re owned by the same company.” 

In the travel industry, hotels are always changing hands and my company had a actual department to keep track of this kind of thing (Industry Relations).  Who owns what was never interesting to me.  I had it suggested to me once that I could boost my career by keeping up with the industry better than I did.  Cue the laughter.  Despite both my sisters thinking of me as “a successful career woman” (cue more laughter), I never considered myself as such.  I had a job, a job that I liked, a job that I was very good at.  I didn’t want to be a team leader, a manager, a director… just wanted to do my job.  I did get every promotion along the way (apparently in record time according to my old boss) but it never changed the job that I did…. Only changed my title and added a bit more to my paycheck.

So it doesn’t surprise me that I didn’t know that Brueggers and Einstein Brothers were siblings.  It does surprise me that they launched the same sandwich on the same day and from the looks of it, probably used photos from the same photo shoot.  It doesn’t seem a good way to differentiate the two chains.  Of course, my idea of what corporate America should do and what corporate America does are clearly not in sync.  At all!

Tell me about how you like your bagel sandwiches!