Tuesday, November 24, 2009
The rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated, just being worked to death. I know I've been out of the loop for some time, but DAMN! Shit has been crazy with work and at school ever since before Halloween. I will try to get back into the swing of things around the middle of the next month...seriously.
Anyway, I got a "pre-approved" invitation to get a Black Visacard. Are you fucking kidding me??? A card that charges a $495 annual fee just for the exclusive benefit to have my ass kissed every once in a while and for the pleasure of just having it??? Does anybody have one of these damn things? I challenge you to try and sell this sham of a product to me...no, I TRIPLE-DOG-DARE you! And we all know what happens when you triple-dog-dare some one:
I am the Complaint Department Manager and I approve of getting a food hangover on Thanksgiving. (damn, I'm tired)