2007/10/27 14:01
When the Complaints Go Marching In
These Visa commercials have got to stop.
First of all, the insinuation that life as we know it will drag to a complete halt if you pay by any other means than your card is a complete lie. Sometimes it's the inverse. As with every time I attempt to use my bank card at Target. Those stupid feed-readers they insist on using never work, but like the conscientious consumer I am (and since I don't want them to think I'm fresh off the farm and ain't never seen one a these fancy ee-leck-tron-ick card slots) I make sure the cashier sees it reject my card three times. Then they have to swipe it on the register, and when that doesn't work ten or eleven times in a row they finally punch in my card number. But that's not all! Then they have to get out that old-school credit card machine. You know the one, with the roller and the stamper that imprints your card number onto the receipt. Most of the time they can't find it, so they end up using the side of a pen to emboss the relief of my card onto that pressure-sensitive paper. Then, finally, I can walk away with my purchases and the music starts again.
Still, for the most part I thought it was a clever device (e.g., the vast consumer machine grinds to a halt when one gear decides to write a check) and other than the conspicuous consumption portrayed it didn't significantly bother me. But then I saw this spot the other day.
(I removed the commercial because the autoplay was pissing me off. It's that one with the Saints.)
Pink shirt, tied sweater, buying tennis balls when everyone else is doing their football thing. Apparently, the message is "only fags use cash."
First of all, the insinuation that life as we know it will drag to a complete halt if you pay by any other means than your card is a complete lie. Sometimes it's the inverse. As with every time I attempt to use my bank card at Target. Those stupid feed-readers they insist on using never work, but like the conscientious consumer I am (and since I don't want them to think I'm fresh off the farm and ain't never seen one a these fancy ee-leck-tron-ick card slots) I make sure the cashier sees it reject my card three times. Then they have to swipe it on the register, and when that doesn't work ten or eleven times in a row they finally punch in my card number. But that's not all! Then they have to get out that old-school credit card machine. You know the one, with the roller and the stamper that imprints your card number onto the receipt. Most of the time they can't find it, so they end up using the side of a pen to emboss the relief of my card onto that pressure-sensitive paper. Then, finally, I can walk away with my purchases and the music starts again.
Still, for the most part I thought it was a clever device (e.g., the vast consumer machine grinds to a halt when one gear decides to write a check) and other than the conspicuous consumption portrayed it didn't significantly bother me. But then I saw this spot the other day.
(I removed the commercial because the autoplay was pissing me off. It's that one with the Saints.)
Pink shirt, tied sweater, buying tennis balls when everyone else is doing their football thing. Apparently, the message is "only fags use cash."
Well, I very rarely have cash on me. I always use my debit card for purchases because it helps me keep better track of exactly where my money is going.
And I've never had trouble with Target...ever. Maybe they just don't like you're card. *grin*
And I've never had trouble with Target...ever. Maybe they just don't like you're card. *grin*
I hate those fucking commercials on several of the levels you mentioned.
Check-writing does piss me off in that most people who use checks don't use their wait-time in line writing everything but the amount onto the damn check. It wouldn't take as many Ice Ages if they would just do that.
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Check-writing does piss me off in that most people who use checks don't use their wait-time in line writing everything but the amount onto the damn check. It wouldn't take as many Ice Ages if they would just do that.
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