I need more iPhones so I can collect even more really cool skin designs. The one on the right I ordered for my favorite sister-in-law, and it’s not hard to figure out who got the one on the left. Why not Gracie you might ask? I’ll not say here that it’s because I like Libby better (I’m afraid Gracie might read this post and regress back to her former extremely dejected self) — so I’ll only say it was because Libby was here first.
You have a party at your house and some dude is there. You don’t know for sure who invited him, but you know his name is AJ. He seems pretty cool. As the party breaks up, you tell him how nice it was to have met him, wave good-bye to your friends, go inside and lock your doors.
A few moments later as you’re cleaning up the mess, you hear something. Through the door’s window, you see it’s AJ and ask out loud, “AJ?”
A satanic expression flushes over AJ’s face as he breaks the door’s glass in an attempt to get in, rape you, steal your stuff, and choke the life from your body!!!
That’s what Broadview Security wants you to believe this criminal would’ve done so you’ll buy their product (once Brinks Home Security), because that’s what their commercial advertisement is all about.
Think about it …If AJ is truly a criminal, he might’ve crashed your party to case your place, but if he was smart enough to play the ‘good guy’ role then, would he not have smiled and waved instead of immediately breaking in your door? Would he not have gestured that he’d forgotten something and said just loudly enough for you to hear, “I’m so sorry. I think I left my wallet inside.”? You’d have let him in! After all, you just fed him and socialized with him. Just moments ago, you thought it was a pleasure to meet his acquaintance — you would’ve let him in to look for his wallet because you’re nice like that.
I really hate when advertisers treat me, a consumer, like I’m stupid. It really ticks me off. It’s one thing to use humor (I can’t go into Tanner’s, our local grocery store, without singing “Love Stinks” when I pass by the mops!), but stop it already with treating me like I’m an idiot.
Listen people… get a dog. At least you’ll have protection once you let AJ in to get his imaginary wallet.
“How can I make you smile today?” That’s the way the phone was answered. Well, that was what the first real person I got said…you know, after the recording that answered the phone, told me that my call might be recorded and monitored for quality control. So I gave my name to the chick that wants to make me smile, said I was returning a call from Mr. XYZ and asked to be transferred. That happened 9 minutes and 12 seconds ago and I’m still on hold. No, I’m not smiling.
As I type this post, I’m listening to music I can’t turn off. It’s some wild piano crap that is making me even more agitated and it’s a loop. How do I know? Easy. Same crap I’ve heard for the last (now) 12 minutes and 4 seconds. I need a coffee refill…
I’ve got my coffee now and I’m still on hold. It’s been almost 16 minutes since the happy little receptionist pushed me off into the void. Oh wait!! The chick that wants me to smile just came on the line!! It took 16 minutes and 26 seconds for her to come back and let me know that she’s sorry, but Mr. XYZ is still on the phone. She asked if I would like to continue holding.
Ummm…. NO!!
So seriously, why would you call someone, ask for a return phone call, and not leave an alternate method of contact when you’re not going to be available to talk to them when they do get back with you?
Mr. XYZ isn’t happy because he didn’t get a call-back. Y’all know why I’m not happy. From a professional business perspective, I have to respectfully ask, “Hey Dude — have you ever heard of this nifty little thing called email? And where’s that flipping smile I was promised???”
(It’s 5 o’clock somewhere!)