Won'T Take My Money
Frustrating,
I'm foaming at the mouth,
Try to buy something on-line,
Might as well flap my arms and fly south...
National Stationary chain,
Got stuck in my craw,
I tried to buy an ink cartridge,
To find they have 10,000
Ways to ignore
Even the most persistent buyer,
Must Beware!!!
These people are either stupid,
Or they just don't care!
First they tell me I don't exist,
Well, frankly, they could be right,
But if that's so,
I'm part of someone's nightmare...
For them, must truely be a fright...
Then my city does not exist,
My Zip Code is absurd,
Get my hands on their programmer,
I'd strangle that little turd!
All I want is a stinkin' cartridge,
To print poems and the like,
But these morons working there,
Have built an impenetrable dike,
Guess I'll ship them back my printer,
And charge them shipping too,
Not to mention the inescapable
"Handling Charges"
That mysterious amount
I just make up
Let them see what it's like,
To drink out of the consumer's cup!
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2008
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