Dear Manager,
Our farm Printer inhales ink; sucks it in and runs dry faster than a soybean plant in sandy soil on a 101 degree August afternoon. I can’t afford to buy ink every two weeks. So I secure a farm check, grab my purse and drive to town and your office supply store to buy a new Farm Printer.
Curly Hair Employee points me in the direction of Printers and I find a shiny black and silver wireless HP. Just what I want. But it has five ink cartridges. The sign says five ink cartridges are "more convenient". Why? I look for Curly Hair to ask.
"Why are five ink cartridges more convenient?"
"It has five?"
"I saw them"
"Are you sure?"
"Let me show you."
Sure enough, Printer does indeed have five ink cartridges. Curly Hair is dumfounded. And doesn’t know why five is better than two, or even one. Forget that Printer. I find another. This one has two ink cartridges. XL. That means ink lasts longer. Good. I’ll get this one. Where are the replacement ink cartridges?
"Right here" says Curly Hair.
"But it doesn’t have my printer listed on the box."
"Are you sure?"
Now, I wear glasses. This automatically makes me look smart. But I am a woman, who speaks with a southern accent and smiles a lot, which probably negates the intelligence factor of glasses. HOWEVER, just because I’m a farm wife does not mean I just fell off the turnip truck. I can read! I am sure!
Next time, I will shop a different office supply store. I am sure.
Sincerely, The Good Farm Wife
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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