October 12th, 2002

caillebotte_man at his window

The Crusading Consumer...heh heh

Here is the letter which I am sending to the K-Mart Kodak Picture Processing Center, in regard to their rather inadequate compensation for the roll of my film that they lost:

Kodak Pictures Fulfillment Center
6300 Cedar Springs Road
Dallas, TX 75235

Dear Fulfillment Center Agent,

Recently, I received the roll of replacement film and the letter containing a coupon for a free photo finishing order which you sent me as compensation for my lost pictures. You will find the letter on which the coupon was printed enclosed with this letter. There is something peculiar about it which I thought you might find as amusing as I did.

When I received the letter, I attempted to follow the instructions for peeling off the coupon, in the lower right corner of the page. To my surprise, the coupon would not peel off. This was because it was printed directly on the paper. After a moment of puzzlement, I noticed that the Fulfillment Center's return address, in the upper left corner of the page, could be peeled off. I then realized that the letter had been printed upside down! Thus, the coupon never came near the part of the paper which was designed to receive it.

A photo finishing order costs only a few dollars, but a funny story is priceless. I would like to thank Kodak and K-Mart for providing me with a story which my friends, and the readers of my online journal, have found very entertaining.

Yours,

Joe Vogel



Of course, when I posted about the letter a few days ago, I didn't get any comments on it, so I may be embellishing about the readers of my online journal all enjoying the story. I'm just going to assume that you liked it. Write it off to poetic license (and, of course, a desire to rub K-Mart's nose in it just a little bit harder.) But, that the meat-world friends to whom I have told the story have found it amusing is true. And, I do honestly hope that whoever reads this letter at the (probably dismal) Dallas office gets some entertainment out of it. Their job is probably boring, and they probably get paid minimum wage for it. That's why they don't notice when they've put the paper into the printer upside down.

If they now send me a usable coupon for free photo finishing, excellent. If they don't, well, I do have the amusing story. When one is dealing with a company that could go the way of Montgomery Ward's and W. T. Grant's any day now, one needs to accept what one can get, doesn't one? One who knows that one never knows, knows this to be so, no? So.

So, I will shut up now, and get some sleep, before I get any sillier.
caillebotte_man at his window

Hummingbird

As I was sitting under the mulberry tree, I heard the sound of a hummingbird behind me, and felt the wind of its wings. By the time I looked around, it had gone, the buzzing sound vanishing into the leaves above me. I was reminded of the time in Los Angeles when a hummingbird built its tiny nest at the end of a device intended to hold a hanging flower pot, which was suspended from the roof of the breezeway between my house and garage. I was able to get a look at the miniature eggs, and, later, watch the bird feeding its chicks. This memory sent me in search of a web site about hummingbirds, and I found this one. It has some nice pictures of nesting birds, and all sorts of interesting bits of information about them. For example, I did not know that spider web is one of the hummingbird's building materials. Fascinating little buggers, really.
caillebotte_the balcony

By the way...

The quote that's been circulating, attributed to Nazi bigwig Hermann Goering, and which some have taken to be fake, is not a hoax. He did actually say that. Heh. History rears its ugly head.