Archive for February, 2007

    You are entirely too loud…

    Friday, February 16th, 2007

    Dang near everybody has a cell phone, but why does it have to be announced. People answer their cell phones and begin conversations talking loud enough so that everyone hears them.

    While on 395 tonight, I heard a woman hollering, so I’m thinking somebody got put out of a car. I look to my right and there is a woman who appeared to be in her late thirty’s early forty’s talking on her cell phone with the window cracked about a good two inches in weather that was below freezing.

    It’s no big deal to have a cell phone now, or so I thought. Apparently it still is very much a big deal. How dare I forget the ring tones where people have to let their phone ring so that everyone hears their ring tone.

    What a bunch of dolts!

    Not a bakers dozen…

    Friday, February 16th, 2007

    A few years back, I decided to send my wife some flowers using 1-800-Flowers.com1. Well this past Valentines Day changed that forever.

    I ordered a dozen roses for my wife and they sent her eleven. People make mistakes, I can understand that, nobody is perfect. However, I email them regarding their oversight, and I get the standard “we received your message… you’ll get a reply soon” message. Well I have received no reply. That’s just rude.

    Choose 1-800-Flowers.com1 if you want to be ignored.

    1I usually link sites from here, but not them. No links for poor customer service rule in effect NOW!

    Valentines Day

    Saturday, February 10th, 2007

    I mean, we are two months removed from “Every Gift begins with Kay” and now we are well into “He went to Shaws.” Buy, Buy, Buy.

    I mean why do I have to buy a Lexus or Diamonds to show “how much I care, EVERY YEAR!” Go into debt so after a while you can’t show her how much you care. You end up showing her how much of a dullard you are when your bank account is in the red.

    I got it… red is for debt and the more red the more love, so more debt more love. That’s what all the commercials are screaming to me.

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