There's no doubt the world is a complicated
place. There is so much we'll never know, such as:
I don't know how people ever kept busy
at work before there were computers. It seems I spend half my
time just trying to get them to do the simplest things without
smoke coming out of them. I'm lucky if I can ever get to my actual
work. Even Microsoft chairman Bill Gates admitted last week that
keeping computers working has "got to be a lot easier than
it is today." No kidding. Either that or he has to start
using a Macintosh.
I can't understand the economics of dollar
stores. I bought a screwdriver the other day. It cost a dollar.
Granted, it's not a family heirloom I'll pass down through the
generations, but it has a half dozen interchangeable blades and
nifty rubber handle. But for the buck I paid, you have to deduct
what it cost to dig up the iron, smelt the steel, stamp the blades,
create a handle, and then ship it half way around the world
and still make a profit. Even if they paid next to nothing for
the labour (and you can bet they did), that's some pretty slick
budgeting. I wish I could stretch a dollar that far.
Please explain why with all my points
programs I never get anything except for a mailbox full of junk
flyers showing me all the things I don't qualify for. And as
soon as it looks like I'm actually going to get something, they
change the rules.
It's beyond me why the people chosen
to be customer service reps seem to have the fewest people skills.
I recently spoke to a delightful woman named Tammy about a problem
I was having with a major purchase from her company. She said
she had been "empowered" by her company to solve any
customer problem. As soon as she used the word "empowered"
I knew I was up a certain creek. As it turns out, Tammy was only
"empowered" to get rid of me a quickly as possible.
What is it with people who send you anything
and everything by email? I get thirty emails a day from people
who are sure I'm interested in doctored photos of Osama bin Laden.
Or inspirational stories about some kid in Alabama trying to
fulfil a promise he made to his dead grandmother to create the
world's most annoying chain letter. Who thinks sending this around
is somehow a public service?
Does anyone out there understand why
any new program designed "to serve you better" is almost
always guaranteed to cost you more money and tick you off?
And who exactly gave the advertisers
permission to start commercials with Christmas carols in the
middle of November? I love Christmas, but at this rate we'll
be singing Jingle Bells starting in May.
Why do Quebec's Premiers seem compelled
to say ridiculous and stupid things? Premier Bernard Landry was
shooting off his mouth at a PQ convention last Sunday saying
the destruction of New York's World Trade Centre by terrorists
was a warning of the bitterness that results when nations like
Quebec fail to achieve their independence. Say what? Is he trying
to warn us that Quebec separatists will hijack a chip truck and
drive it into the side of the CBC headquarters unless they get
their way? Do they believe it? Do they think other people will
believe it? Or is he just jerking everyone's chain as usual?
Really, I'd like to know.