Target, department store deluxe to the certain demographic we seemed to be rocking, had a fab-u-lous sale on just what I thought we needed in our home sweet home.

I had been itching to get off the bottled water teat and live the righteous green path of filtering water.  Truth is I'd drink it just fine out of the tap, but sometimes I like it cold, and them little bottles is so convenient.  But, watching the recycle pile pile up is a chore in and of itself.  

The answer, of course, yuppie pseudo-science joy, the Brita water pitcher. 

 Better yet, we enter the local Target, and I read the fine print:

Choose Space Saver pitcher, Atlantis pitcher or 4-pk. pitcher filters.

FREE $15 iTunes card with purchase of any 2 BRITA items shown! Quantities limited; no rain checks.

Only thing is, the computers conspired against me and no special bargain iTunes card was spit from the silicon coils.  Nope.  But I hung tight as the cashier chick enacted the emergency flashing aisle number sign to hail a manager.  Lesser mortals might have paid up or walked out, but not I, oh no, not me.

Finally, the manager could get no obedience herself from the cash register gods, even though she says she had witnessed on the day prior the self-same bargain working it.  Try as she may, and parse the English together as we did, since I would be damned if I had to buy two pitchers and no filters, or two refills of filters and no pitchers, there was no satisfaction.

She said, I've got a plan.  It's cheating, but it just might work.  She rings up one of my purchases for $15 less and away we go, ready to filter with joy, love in our hearts, cash in our pockets.

Goddamn, I just loves me an item on markdown.