I never made it to the BevMo to buy the $55 bottle. (Frankly, your sketchy readership of this blog and the failure to promote it doesn't merit that investment.) And because of the events that have transpired this week I found it impossible to focus on anything but my own pent up anger.
You see, my 50 inch HDTV, that I bought in 2008 went on the fritz. It wouldn't turn on. The service people carted it away and told me the main receiver board had to be replaced. An $811.66 repair to a TV that cost $2200 brand new a little more than 2 years ago.
After many fruitless efforts, I finally did speak with a representative from the manufacturer, who merely restated the facts, said there was nothing he could do and was sorry for my misfortune.
I told him that I would use the power of the Internet and the lyricism of Haiku poetry to make my misfortune, his company's misfortune.
"Plas, Ma. TV broke"
Change input, reboot machine.
Daddy not happy.
Please remain on line
Your business is important
Be with you shortly
Customer is King?
Brand disloyalty is born
Fuck you Pioneer!!!
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