to whom it may concern
Dear Comcast Cable Internet,
What’s the story? We’ve been together for quite a few months now. Yeah, I was late paying my bill the first month. And maybe again on the fifth month. But I’ve been good ever since about paying on the time. So why do you stop working all of a sudden for no good damn reason? Seriously, I want to know.
I got up this morning, and, concerned that my bill was due soon, checked your website so I could pay. Lo and behold, it said I owed zero dollars. Cool, I thought. I’m payed up, nothing to worry about yet. So why do I come home to find my Internet not working? What the fuck? Is this funny to you? I am not pleased. That shit had better be working when I get home.
Dear Timbuk2,
You mind telling me what this ad is supposed to be about?
“…that jerk who stole your virginity”? Jeez, that’s great. What fucking decade did the tools in your marketing department fall out of? Let me guess, your next ad campaign will talk about the durability of your products, right? “Just like the shame that comes with being branded an adulteress, our bags will last for a lifetime.”
Please.
I am even less amused with you than I am with those Comcast bastards. Although I’ve used one of your laptop bags for the last two years and enjoyed it, this is not cool. Cut this shit out, or I may have to destroy you.
(Image and info courtesy of Portland Indymedia.)
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