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Thursday, November 06, 2008

outraged with thedrinkshop.com tweet this send to google buzz

Last Saturday we discovered the wonderful unaged cachaca Velho Barreiro at the Brazilian restaurant in Camden and had to have it. We refused to believe what the restaurant owners said, that it's hard to find. W00t, online shopping still comes as novelty? So on Sunday I found it easily on the drink shop website and ordered three bottles in a blink, to be delivered on Tuesday. Sure enough, there followed a funny call early Monday morning, when we were about to leave to Ikea. A woman working for the drinks shop needed to check that I was of legal age to order alcoholic drinks. Because if I weren't of legal age, I would've been stupid enough to use my card and my name instead of those of either parent/ some older friend...

The problem, you see, is that I can't easily prove my legal drinking age to anyone. This lady had access to a local council database that wasn't listing me on the tax row, which means it was a pretty old database. She asked for a driving license, but I won't have one soon. She asked for a credit card (aha!) instead of the debit card, but I won't have one soon, either. i just don't believe in credit cards, but to her company it looks like I don't qualify for one. So she eventually asked for my passport. And then she failed to explain how she'd be able to check that, seeing I'm a foreigner. And I really needn't give my passport information to anyone who asks. She also insisted I couldn't move the order to a different card over the phone, only go back to the website and start from scratch again, which would've changed our delivery to too late.

Eventually, I passed the receiver to the mixologist on duty, who has more sympathy for silly people, and so he managed to move the order to a credit card of his over the phone. Because, guess what, the company WAS taking orders over the phone. It was only the company employee being a bit slow, not the brightest light in the chandelier, hysterical or having the Monday blues.

It's true, a credit card opens a lot of doors in UK, but I won't be pushed into getting one, not even if my bank sends me junk mail and e-mail and online banners and offers every waking minute.

As a sidenote, isn't it adorable that Zemanta knows to translate junk mail into direct marketing?

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Blogger Zemantic dreams

Junk mail -> direct marketing

translation by crowdsourcing :)

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Andraz Tori, Zemanta

November 08, 2008 10:44 AM (permalink)  
Blogger gorgeoux

Thanks, Andraz. While crowdsourcing rocks, you may know it isn't the obvious underlining of how the plugin behaves.

November 08, 2008 2:54 PM (permalink)  

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