...for the company with the worst customer service in America. Google it.
I discovered this fascinating fact when I decided to investigate the commenter who always pops up to leave a consoling comment on my posts about the evil, execrable, accursed C-Crap. See, I wasn't born yesterday, so I knew better than to think that Comcast had an employee (or even an automated web crawler) on hand to "reach out" to a disgruntled customer/blogger. And I'm not stupid enough to click on an email address to a nice sounding Mark Something or Other at the caring URL called WeCareAboutYouAndWantToHelpAndWeAreSorryYouAreExperiencingProblemsWithYourServiceWeAppreciateYouAndItIsOurMissionInLife ToMeetAllYourWorldlyNeeds.comcast.com. Seriously. I can suspend my disbelief long enough to enjoy an occasional sci-fi movie, and even once in a while, a cute rom-com. Well, that last one's a stretch. Why is it all the chick-flicks are so stupidly, saccharinely, sickeningly sentimental?
But I digress. My main point was to let you know that everything isn't what it appears to be. There are two truths I hold dear. The relevant one here is "If it seems too good to be true, it is." Or should that be, "isn't?" Hmmm. Maybe I should put it this way: "If it seems too good be true, it's a big fat lie and you're an inane idiot/sucker if you believe it." So that's why I'm too smart/suspicious/skeptical to fall for the average internet scam. Especially after that stupid FaceBook IQ test that dinged my cell phone for 99 cents five times in four minutes. Wow. How embarrassing. And apt. Obviously, my IQ was sub-par that day.
The other, equally cynical, tenet I'd love to share, will have to wait until later. It deserves its own blog post.
Ok, my blood pressure is rising, so I'm leaving. Later...
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