News these days, is like raw sewage. We produce too much and it will of course kill you. Fear not! After some of my patented caustic treatment, it will be filtered, safe, and palatable with mangled aphorisms thrown in to confuse you.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Struck by meteor
Recently found in my inbox:
Dear Mr. Yoda,
"My name is Meteor from _____ Financials (i.e. Insurance Firm). My tele-appointer Ms Rita spoke to you regarding our newly launched service called..."
My observations:
1. My name is Meteor would be a terrific pick up line 2. I would love to get a tele-appointer. Whatever that is.
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