HA! Look that one up in your Funk and Wagnalls! (Editor''s note. VICTOR, you're not an editor, you're a gosh darn blogger.).. Blogger's note. My dad actually sold for Funk and Wagnalls! He did, sold, just about any, everything. Those, S&H Green Stamps.. Not to mention Top Value, Plaid... Jerry Lewis Cinema's.. art prints, goofy looking el cheapo rings, and.. finally, his last job was when he got D Tags and sold clunkers from the driveway after my mom had her stroke. One eye on the body putty, spray paint, the other on mom.
Life is kinda like a streaming service ain't i? You have your device (eye balls).. ya plug 'em in.. well, not really, but more on the device later... and then you observe, live, love, yell (eh, everyone has).. get happy, mad, tired, frisky, all that.
FINE PRINT. FINE PRINT. FINE PRINT. FINE PRINT.... EDITH! WHEREINTHEHELL DID I PUT MY READERS? HAS MEATHEAD BEEN OVER HERE LATELY?
Band camp. I know this guy, he really liked this girl. And, the feeling was mutual as she invited him to move in. He did a backflip, which, was a mistake, because he was an ugly redheaded freckle faced guy who couldn't do backflips.
After he recovered, he fetched his clothes, all his junk, and moved in. There on the coffee table, the contract. Eh, it's all good... All he really wanted for him was his 1971 set of Topps Baseball cards, so he was cool signing it. The contract stated either party could tap the other party on the shoulder and give 'em 30 days notice to say "Notice, this ain't working, we must live separately and ya gots 30 more days to get your duds, find a residence."
He was cool with this, except, he REALLY grew to love her hound pooch too. So, an addendum was written, where, if the 'notice' thing happened, he would still have visitation rights to said pooch. Addendum approved.
Couple three years later, 'notice' happened. Followed by joyful trips to the dog park, long leash walks with plastic poop bag in hand... Good times, including sticking head out the window when heading out on the highway. Fine, added print. Then, three's company happened, of course it would be uncomfy, "Loveya pup... I'll explain in Heaven if we both get there."
I Googled examples of people getting burned by fine print. My lawyer buddy will call BS on this, and I kinda thought so too... but supposedly, a guy was in a car accident.. Clearly other guy's fault.. His insurance company ignored responsibility.. Guy sued.. was settled, in his favor, got his dough... then, a few weeks after, that insurance company called him, asked if he'd sign something saying he was satisfied with the outcome. His voice was recorded, "Sure, sure, send it."
They did. He threw it in the trash. Apparently in the fine print, the documents stated that HE accepted full responsibility for the accident, and that HE would repay the insurance company plus reimburse insurance company for all the other payments they’d made for the accident, AND HE'D pay this attorney’s fees!
This was on 'Quora', most called BS.. "The State would revoke their license to work there"... 'No way this happened." "Can you not read?".. lotta stuff. "Did you mail it back? Have to pay?" No answer.
One guy, I thought fun... Told.......I had a Senior-year elective law class in HS, specifically about Contracts. The first day the teacher gave everyone a 1-page contract (face down on the desks) and told everyone to read it, then sign it when they finished reading. I actually read my copy, stopped about 1/2 way through and yelled out, indignantly: “I’m not signing this!”
She immediately had her aide collect all of the contracts, and then asked me why I wouldn’t sign it. “This line says that the signer forfeits his or her left arm to the signee! I’m not giving you MY ARM!” More than half the class had already signed the contract by the time I spoke up.
VICTOR? POINT TO THIS? IS THERE AN END GAME?
Yes, I'm an idiot. I've been thru more cable, streaming, boxes, devices, coaxial cables, cords, connections, sales calls, post cancel begging calls to give it to me for half, "Well why didn't you do that when I cancelled?:
Anyways... the most recent. DirectTV. This, not too many months after a returned Spectrum cable box, T Mobile router... then, a Specturm streaming device.
I was cancelling Direct TV. I always use the "Poor poor pitiful me" I'm a Senior Citizen, living on Social Security, or trying to.. I simply can't afford.. in hopes the high pressure dudes will leave me the hell alone... If they don't, I revert to the failsafe, "Well, I'm hungry... and I know I can't live, eat the kitty litter, tried, huh uh, can't"
That usually works with the best of 'em. "OK Sir, I understand (then I hear 'em trying to muffle the phone, "Gladys, get aholda this one!".. laughter.. and then finally, "OK Sir, we'll need our streaming device back.. we'll send you a return receipt and we'll give you 30 days to return."
Eh whadever, it never worked anyways, threw it in the junk drawer with similar junk, worst case, I figured a threatening letter, phone call, whatever, "Oh yeah, forgot, I'm mailing it to you..
I gotta buddy that told me "Every morning, first thing I do is logon to my bank account." I thought "Good idea" I should do that to. Have been. Noticed this morning, a $132.47 charge from DirectTV that I got rid of way before Halloween. Took my baby aspirin, then, checked my email.
Yep, an email from DirectTV with fine print included, I'd agreed to pay them that. So, figured i could call, see if "Hey, is it mine now, or, can I send it back and get a refund?" In her best attempt at good English (VICTOR, THAT is JUDGMENTAL! Eh whadever).. "No sir, it's yours, no refund, and you will not have any more payments deducted."
Life.......... Streaming, enjoying life.. occasionally skipping the fine print.
I miss that dog.
Oops.
Love, Victud
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