Monday, May 16, 2011
I don't know about you but I get completely incensed by these charities that send me cards, personalized notepaper, sticky labels and pens.
I immediately drop them from my contribution lists.
I don't want my donations invested in this craptastic junk.
Apart from anything else, don't they realize I get thousands of labels, 200 cards, at least 50 notepads and 12 pens from their 'competitors' every year?
And then there's the matter of their thinking that I'm a quaint Victorian lady spending my mornings catching up with correspondence with my quill pen and delicately applying the flowery labels to my creamy bond envelopes. Such an inherent contempt for my intelligence chaps my hide.
Seriously, marketers? Talk of a turnoff. Hear me: I will not support you anymore.
But at least now I have a stockpile of stationery unto my 10th generation.