Should Public Transportation Be Used To Advertise Funeral Arrangements?
Those of you who live in the greater Springfield area may know what I'm referring to. Several of our public buses have advertisements on the side of them for a funeral arrangement service. In the ads, a smiling, elderly man or woman appears next to bold text that says, "I just wanted my funeral at my church so I called So-and-So Funeral Home" or "I wanted information about cremation so I called So-and-So Funeral Home" Now I understand that we all have to face the inevitable, but should it really be staring us in the face on the side of a bus? And how ironic is it going to be if one of those "cremation ad" buses gets into a fiery crash? And really, why are the people in the ads smiling? Are they actually happy thinking about their eternal rest, or did someone lie to them and tell them they were going to be in an ad for AARP?
On a similarly depressing note, why are all customer service workers absolutely miserable at this time of the year? I went into a sporting goods store the other day (I'm not going to mention the name, but it rhymes with Rick's) to purchase a Leatherman for Walter's birthday. I must have stood in front of the knife counter for a good 5 minutes, getting passed by the salesman at least 5 times, before he asked if I needed help. When I told him what I wanted he went into the back for another 5 minutes only to come out and tell me that the knife I was looking for was hanging on the shelf behind me (odd place for such items, usually they aren't out in the open for public fondling). After I had the knife in my possession, I went to the check-out to pay. The cashier was busy chatting with her co-worker at the register next to her. She finally came over (didn't say hello, or anything for that matter), rang up the item, didn't tell me the total (I had to look on the computer screen), and when I asked her for a pen to write my check she looked at me as if I had asked for her right kidney. I mean if you're going to miserable and hate your job...just do something else. There are plenty of job opportunities in the vast world of retail.
If people just followed this simple advice perhaps I'd be able to get a correct cup of coffee from Dunkin Donuts!
Those of you who live in the greater Springfield area may know what I'm referring to. Several of our public buses have advertisements on the side of them for a funeral arrangement service. In the ads, a smiling, elderly man or woman appears next to bold text that says, "I just wanted my funeral at my church so I called So-and-So Funeral Home" or "I wanted information about cremation so I called So-and-So Funeral Home" Now I understand that we all have to face the inevitable, but should it really be staring us in the face on the side of a bus? And how ironic is it going to be if one of those "cremation ad" buses gets into a fiery crash? And really, why are the people in the ads smiling? Are they actually happy thinking about their eternal rest, or did someone lie to them and tell them they were going to be in an ad for AARP?
On a similarly depressing note, why are all customer service workers absolutely miserable at this time of the year? I went into a sporting goods store the other day (I'm not going to mention the name, but it rhymes with Rick's) to purchase a Leatherman for Walter's birthday. I must have stood in front of the knife counter for a good 5 minutes, getting passed by the salesman at least 5 times, before he asked if I needed help. When I told him what I wanted he went into the back for another 5 minutes only to come out and tell me that the knife I was looking for was hanging on the shelf behind me (odd place for such items, usually they aren't out in the open for public fondling). After I had the knife in my possession, I went to the check-out to pay. The cashier was busy chatting with her co-worker at the register next to her. She finally came over (didn't say hello, or anything for that matter), rang up the item, didn't tell me the total (I had to look on the computer screen), and when I asked her for a pen to write my check she looked at me as if I had asked for her right kidney. I mean if you're going to miserable and hate your job...just do something else. There are plenty of job opportunities in the vast world of retail.
If people just followed this simple advice perhaps I'd be able to get a correct cup of coffee from Dunkin Donuts!
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After I had the knife in my possession, I went to the check-out to pay.
I thought the story was going to take a different turn here and that you were going to end the post with a ps stating you were in jail awaiting your double murder trial. hahahah!