- Dear Verizon: I don't know why you feel the need to keep mailing me advertisements for your service. I'm already your customer.
- Dear Sharp Medical Group: I don't know why you feel the need to send me your newsletter. I don't particularly care about the new building that's now under construction, nor am I interested in your expanded parking lot.
- Dear Cox Cable. I do not want digital telephone service, nor will I ever want it.
- Dear Chase Bank: You could save an entire tree every year by not sending me balance transfer checks.
- Dear Newsweek: I'm not interested in giving a gift subscription to anyone. When I don't renew right away, don't send me envelopes screaming "LAST NOTICE!" unless you mean it. (In an effort to save trees I'm going to try and renew ahead of time next time, and I already recycle my Newsweeks.)
- Dear Best Buy: thanks for mailing me the exact same advertisement that you e-mailed me.
- Dear (insert airline name here): Did you ALL get together and decide to offer 20,000 frequent flier miles for every credit card under the sun? (For the last year, I'd swear it's like a mileage credit card conspiracy.)
- Dear ValPak Coupons: I wish I could tell you to stop sending me coupons I will never use, and persuade you to stop wasting trees, but I know you make a profit from it and there's not much I can do about that.
- Dear AOL: Thank you for stopping the mass e-mailing of those CD's.
- Dear sirs...
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sluggobear- August 24th, 2007
Mailbox = Junkbox
- Ticketmaster
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- sluggobear
- March 13th, 2007
cynical
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This is now the fourth verification code that I've attempted to enter, and gotten incorrect.
It's great that TicketMaster is working so hard to prevent automated programs from buying tickets.
Too bad they're preventing actual customers from doing so, too!
(How is any human supposed to read this? Is that an N? M? I? W? U? V V? And have you seen the one where they mix upper and lowercase?!)
Fuck Ticketmaster!
- Children and the Internet
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- sluggobear
- June 27th, 2006
- angry
The Internet can be a crazy place, especially for kids.
It baffles me how predators could ever bring themselves to harm a child, or to publish sexual photos of children.
But the Internet is unruly... something of a wild place. It isn't just run by one company, or managed by one government. It is a loose, global connection of sites, services, data, and people. Traditional borders are blurry. There's no one group who really has the authority to police content. This is despite repeated attempts by various governments, including our own.
For example, if something is made illegal in the U.S., the content can be moved to Internet servers in another country... and therefore would not be subject to our laws.
I think it's sad that U.S. legislators are suggesting new rules in a vain attempt to control content on the Internet. Some of the proposals fly in the face of privacy and free speech. These include eavesdropping, censoring, making hyperlinks illegal (!?), and even proactively destroying data deemed unsuitable by the state.
Congress mulls slew of Net-sex rules
http://news.com.com/2100-1028_3-6088627.html
Yes, I think we can do more to protect children. But c'mon, shouldn't parents be participating here? How about encouraging use of commercially-available products, so the parent can determine what's appropriate?
- The magic of...
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- sluggobear
- April 13th, 2006
chipper
I just got a parking ticket. The sign said "Maximum parking 30 minutes." I had been parked for exactly 38 minutes.
There's no ignoring this one. Non-payments result in a bigger fine, suspension of registration, and a report to credit agencies.
My first reaction was: "This is fucked. I don't deserve this. Couldn't you give a guy an 8 minute grace period?" I immediately conjured up excuses, and tried to devise a way to fight the ticket.
But after thinking about it some more, I came to realize. I KNEW there was a 30 minute limit. I KNEW there was a chance I'd be longer. Rather than look for another parking space, I chose to risk it. I can't blame "the system" for this one.
So despite the grumbling, I am actually in a good mood. HOW is this, do you ask?
Ahh, the magic of CAFFEINE!!!!
- "The System," "The Runaround," "Bureaucracy."
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- sluggobear
- October 5th, 2005
enraged
"The System," "The Runaround," "Bureaucracy."
Every one of us, at some time or another, has called a supposed "service-oriented" organization for help, only to receive "the runaround."
For example, you call your bank to report an error on your statement, and they cannot help you because of some policy, or some process, or some form. You submit the requested form and it gets lost. You have to call back and explain the whole story, from the beginning to someone new. Your call gets disconnected. You call back. You tell your story again. You are advised that you called the wrong department, but the representative will be happy to transfer you. You wait on hold again. You finally get to someone in the other department, who advises that, unfortunately, another department needs to handle this, and they are only open from 9am to 4pm, Eastern Standard Time. You get through, and they can't help you, because you should have submitted the form within 30 days.
I normally don't share sob stories. We all have them. No one wants to hear whining.
But I think this story just exceeds the bounds of ridiculousness.
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