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Sometimes, it's worth reading The Onion
Sometimes, it's worth reading The Onion
Oct. 31st, 2009
So, I left this review for a seller of a book on Amazon. The book was listed in good-used condition, but every page was ripped. EVERY page - and most of them, I had to tape up myself. Some of the rips were quite substantial, too.
I understand that when you buy used you get what you get, but I felt - and still feel - that the damage should have been disclosed on the information and that it should have been rated as acceptable instead of good. I didn't contact the seller, but when prodded to leave review, I did so. Three stars (it came on time and, like I said, it *is* a used book), but there we go.
And today I get this email.
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You know, I feel some sympathy, but I don't like being manipulated. All this talk about her sick husband (which I don't even know if it's true) is there to hide the fact that she wants me to, basically, not be honest.
The book came with every page ripped. Her husband's health isn't my fault. Her bills aren't my fault. Her problems aren't my problems. This could have been avoided much more easily if she'd just noted in the description when she put the book up that it was ripped on several pages. Then, when it came in the mail, I could have honestly said "Yup, I got what I paid for" and rated it my standard five-stars-no-comment.
(And if she'd just emailed and said sorry, whoops, it was an accident instead of all this "everybody is sick and dying and poor" business, true or not, I would have been more likely to just roll my eyes and remove the review. I don't care whether it's true or not, I don't like feeling manipulated.)
I understand that when you buy used you get what you get, but I felt - and still feel - that the damage should have been disclosed on the information and that it should have been rated as acceptable instead of good. I didn't contact the seller, but when prodded to leave review, I did so. Three stars (it came on time and, like I said, it *is* a used book), but there we go.
And today I get this email.
( Read more... )
You know, I feel some sympathy, but I don't like being manipulated. All this talk about her sick husband (which I don't even know if it's true) is there to hide the fact that she wants me to, basically, not be honest.
The book came with every page ripped. Her husband's health isn't my fault. Her bills aren't my fault. Her problems aren't my problems. This could have been avoided much more easily if she'd just noted in the description when she put the book up that it was ripped on several pages. Then, when it came in the mail, I could have honestly said "Yup, I got what I paid for" and rated it my standard five-stars-no-comment.
(And if she'd just emailed and said sorry, whoops, it was an accident instead of all this "everybody is sick and dying and poor" business, true or not, I would have been more likely to just roll my eyes and remove the review. I don't care whether it's true or not, I don't like feeling manipulated.)
Ah, let me explain about the sucky candy. The sucky candy is the stuff I give to the kids with sucky costumes. Not little kids, but teenagers. The ones who didn't even PRETEND to try. YOU know the types.
And to hear them complaining after they leave! Listen, I've been saying this to you guys every year for the past decade. Or if not you, then your big brothers and older cousins. Get with the program, stick your mask on before you come up the stairs. I'll pretend to be impressed, you'll pretend to care, and we'll all be happy. (Barring that, I'll accept a good excuse. However, as you all ARE students, you can not DRESS UP as students. It's not a disguise if it's real! Make something up that's a little better than that, thanks.)
At my discretion, I give double doses (of the good candy) to kids who are exceptionally polite, exceptionally overburdened (it's hard to be 15 and having to chaperon 4 kidlets under the age of 8 while your mom pushes the 5th in a stroller), or who make their own costumes.
And to hear them complaining after they leave! Listen, I've been saying this to you guys every year for the past decade. Or if not you, then your big brothers and older cousins. Get with the program, stick your mask on before you come up the stairs. I'll pretend to be impressed, you'll pretend to care, and we'll all be happy. (Barring that, I'll accept a good excuse. However, as you all ARE students, you can not DRESS UP as students. It's not a disguise if it's real! Make something up that's a little better than that, thanks.)
At my discretion, I give double doses (of the good candy) to kids who are exceptionally polite, exceptionally overburdened (it's hard to be 15 and having to chaperon 4 kidlets under the age of 8 while your mom pushes the 5th in a stroller), or who make their own costumes.