How in the name of Jesus is it possible for all of these businesses to be so completely out of touch with how their staff are doing their jobs that they have to ask ME each and every time I fart in their general direction to devote more energy and time into these poorly run organizations? I mean, the call to Honeywell wasn’t just one call. In fact, over a period of months it was about eight calls, plus three expensive service calls from the Heating technician before I could convince Honeywell that their God-damned thermostat was a piece of shit. Shouldn’t the client history be enough to tell them I’m not the happiest of customers? Hey itunes, I buy the music don’t I? Leave me the hell alone! And Bell… poor, dear, sweet, so out of touch, misguided Bell... How am I supposed to tell which call it is you want me to fill out the questionnaire for since no one in this entire country has ever been able to get a problem with you solved in just one bloody phone call? And with all of these stupid questionnaires has your service improved one eensie teensie bit? No! And to Canadian Tire, Staples, and Home Depot, I’d probably think about filling out your questionnaire but you want me to register with you to answer the questions and I already get your stupid emails so NO!
And what ever happened with just putting the fucking prize in the box of cereal anyway? Now you have to go online and give them every little piece of information about you except the size of your dick to win a fucking hand puppet which you’re never get anyway because they send it to you by Canada Post.
I don’t want your emails, and I don’t want to fill out your stupid questionnaires. If you want something from me, try giving me something… like customer service, some comparable prices, and a little respect and courtesy when I buy your products. Hey… there’s a novel fucking idea don’t you think? Try it, and you might find yourselves not needing to bother people like me with questions you already have the answers for!