Haha, it's so funny to me. I was angry at the time, but now it's just hilarious. Especially if we end up getting a significant number of signatures: it basically turned itself into a prank.
Years ago, on a cruise, a comedian from Great Britain was our entertainment for the night.
We'd left from San Francisco, and while waiting for the cruise date, he confessed he'd gone to 'Rent-A-Wreck" and rented a souped up (but worn out) Camaro and deliberately raced beyond the speed limit so that he'd get a ticket he could show his friends back home that he exceeded 90 mph in a "cool American car." Then he contrasted what he considered "the professional politeness and courtesy of California's Highway Patrol" with his experience of having received a speeding ticket in London.
He had been "pulled over by a tiny clown car with the ubiquitous Bee-boo, Bee-boo siren."
Three Constables climbed out, jutted their jaws, and folded their arms behind their backs. Then, periodically rocking back on their heels, they wandered around his car for about 10 minutes until one found the driver's door. As the copper tapped on the window, the comedian noticed there was a single stripe on the uniform sleeves. "That means he could read," quipped the comic. So the comic rolled down his window, and the copper said "Right" and paced away. The second copper stepped up, bent from the waist, rested his arms on the edge of the door, where the driver would notice the two stripes on each sleeve, meaning "He could read and write!" That copper growled "Uh-huh!" Then he stepped aside, and the final constable stepped up, hooked his thumbs in his belt so that the three stripes on his sleeves were visible.
"He was the supervising Constable," the comic explained, "and the three stripes meant he KNOWS people who can read and write!" (We, the audience, howled with laughter.) The comic pantomimed that constable, pouting his lips, then rubbing his chin between thumb and forefinger, scowling, and pronouncing, "Someone's been naughty... very naughty!"
Troubleshooting this for you -
I have found the problem -
being assigned a corporate name-tag symbolizes
"Artificial" intelligence. ; )
lol.
Good heavens, what a world we live in.
Haha, it's so funny to me. I was angry at the time, but now it's just hilarious. Especially if we end up getting a significant number of signatures: it basically turned itself into a prank.
How disheartening. Ridiculous.
Honestly, I think it's hilarious and shows the real nature of customer service in 2025, across tech companies.
Unnnnbelieveable😱
I'll be signing...about tondo that now 😁
Hahahaha awesome
Supervisors -
Years ago, on a cruise, a comedian from Great Britain was our entertainment for the night.
We'd left from San Francisco, and while waiting for the cruise date, he confessed he'd gone to 'Rent-A-Wreck" and rented a souped up (but worn out) Camaro and deliberately raced beyond the speed limit so that he'd get a ticket he could show his friends back home that he exceeded 90 mph in a "cool American car." Then he contrasted what he considered "the professional politeness and courtesy of California's Highway Patrol" with his experience of having received a speeding ticket in London.
He had been "pulled over by a tiny clown car with the ubiquitous Bee-boo, Bee-boo siren."
Three Constables climbed out, jutted their jaws, and folded their arms behind their backs. Then, periodically rocking back on their heels, they wandered around his car for about 10 minutes until one found the driver's door. As the copper tapped on the window, the comedian noticed there was a single stripe on the uniform sleeves. "That means he could read," quipped the comic. So the comic rolled down his window, and the copper said "Right" and paced away. The second copper stepped up, bent from the waist, rested his arms on the edge of the door, where the driver would notice the two stripes on each sleeve, meaning "He could read and write!" That copper growled "Uh-huh!" Then he stepped aside, and the final constable stepped up, hooked his thumbs in his belt so that the three stripes on his sleeves were visible.
"He was the supervising Constable," the comic explained, "and the three stripes meant he KNOWS people who can read and write!" (We, the audience, howled with laughter.) The comic pantomimed that constable, pouting his lips, then rubbing his chin between thumb and forefinger, scowling, and pronouncing, "Someone's been naughty... very naughty!"
We howled again.
I've never forgotten that superb comic delivery.
Awesome.
I got an error message when I tried to sign your petition. I will sign it if I can!
You got this. I believe in you. (And thanks for the support hahaha. We’ll show them what’s up.)