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I write romance, sci-fi, and action/adventure. Sometimes I even blend the three just for fun.

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I also play a lot of World of Warcraft; if you're a player you may spot where that hobby creeps into my writing. :)

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Monday, January 16, 2012

Sleezy Advertising


Today started out great. The air is really cold, but the sun is shining and the world looks bright. We chatted over breakfast then K went off to work. The dogs and I set out for a long walk. It was bitter cold out in the wind, but we managed to get into the trees often enough to make it a pleasant morning. After the walk I got all my daily chores done, made lunch, chatted with K about one of my books then went for the mail.


Bang, that’s where I got hit by the sleeze bags. Ok folks, I know some of you work in advertising, but personally, there are places I would not go for I like to sleep at night. In my mailbox, and most others with grey hair, was a long brown envelope, very official looking, with this message on the outside.
Attention: Canada Pension shortfall. Important information inside. Please read carefully.

Ok, that shot my bright mood all to hell. I went home and putter around a bit before opening the envelope.  Inside was a huge guilt trip about how the government pension would never pay enough to cover half the expense of a funeral. If I don’t buy their insurance package, my family will be forced into poverty to pay for my death expenses. I had a serious tantrum; I even used several bad words. My older brother would have been proud.

I wonder how many older folks get suckered by this crap. I know companies have a right to advertise. Fine. Put your goram name on the envelope so folks can know what you are all about. Preying on the weak, helpless, or confused is a pretty low way to make a profit.  My gods, society has made an industry of preying on the grieving. $10K for a casket? Are you serious? $1K for the last ride from the church to boot hill? No way.

I am a Viking, all I want is a cardboard box and a hot fire. Take my ashes home and set me on the mantle; talk to me once in a while. If my ghost pisses you off, bury the ashes in the compost heap, but please, do not waste a lot of money on a fancy funeral or a massive monument. Why? Because here is where it all ends up, a moss covered stone, standing alone in an overgrown field or a dark forest.


That’s my rant for today, thanks for listening. I feel better now.
What sets you off? What one of your pet peeves?

Check out my book on reincarnation, It's called Second Chance. (It's a romance.)

10 comments:

  1. I hate that kind of advertising as well. I always get them about extending the warranty on my car, which drives me crazy. It is sad how much a funeral costs these day, really sad. And the last thing we need is people taking advantage of that fact!

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    1. Thanks Kara. This stuff burns me too. sigh Thanks for dropping by.

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  2. As rants go, Prudence, yours is mild-mannered. I'm spitting mad at the moment and had hoped your vent would prove cathartic for me. Alas, now I'm peeved with certain advertisers--and am still mad.

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    1. Hey Pat, sounds like you've got a blog rant brewing. Sit to the keyboard, girl, let it out.

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  3. I understand your rant, Pru ... but honestly, I wish I was little cunning about marketing ... if I was, I might be able to actually afford something those sleezebags are trying to sell me.

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    1. The thing is, we're in the market for repeat customers. You can't get 'em by craft 'cause they won't come back. We have to be up front with our customers. I like it better this way, I sleep better at night.

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  4. You tell 'em, Pru. Must make sure my Nan (90 years old, sharp as a tack) didn't get that "charming" piece of direct mail, or if she did, that she gives it a good look!

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    1. It is truly deceptive and a real guilt trip. Tell her to watch out for that scam. Hugs to you and Hayley.

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  5. You are so right! The one that bugs me is the phone calling in the evening. I know it is someone's job so I feel sort of bad for the individuals doing the calling, but it's just so rude! Don't call me at home at 8:00 at night to try and sell me something! That's my time!

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    1. I'm with you there, Emma. I've had those calls at 11pm before. I know the calls are coming from India or somewhere, but they should teach their employees about time zones. You can't sell stuff to folks who are mad at you.

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