Starbucks learned a mighty lesson in the power of the Internet / "FWD"ing emails this week, when they sent out a free iced coffee promotion to individuals in the Southeast region. Under the premise that they could forward it to friends and family, people who received the email did just that. Soon Starbucks saw its "Southeast" promotion spread like wildfire across the US.
In order to service their customers, Starbucks extended the promotion to all company-owned Starbucks stores -- at least that's what they said. Under this theory, anyone who received the coupon could go to Starbucks and get a free Iced Coffee. Of course, 6 days later, they issued a statement that retracted the offer - no more free Iced Coffees for anyone. They did this, because, "Unfortunately, it has been redistributed beyond the original intent and modified beyond Starbucks control."
Um, okay, Starbucks, welcome to the 21st Century. Your original email said the following: "Starting today until September 30th, please join us in "surprising and delighting" our family and friends, while introducing you to our iced beverages. Attached is an invitation for a complimentary iced Grande beverage. Please forward this invitation to everyone in your email address book."
Nowhere in the email or on the flyer does it specify that this is only a regional promotion. Was Starbucks so naive to assume that people's email address books would only include addresses for the region in which the promotion was valid? It is ironic that Starbucks used email / Internet to promote themselves and their products and then shut it down when it got to be "too much." Interesting.
When is free advertising too much to handle? Well, in Starbucks’ case, it was when they realized there would be a lot of people coming for a free coffee. Really, I think it is now, when they realize that the same hands that forwarded the coupon to entire their address book are now forwarding this information as well: http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/nothing/starbucks.asp . So Mr. Mega Conglomerate Starbucks...which would you have preferred....a few free coffees or your customers thinking that you make promises that you can’t keep. Seems to me that the surprise to my family and friends is that the grande coffee costs! The delight will most likely be found in the public relations nightmare that you have started for yourselves...
There is no real rhyme or reason for this blog. I am a wannabe writer with too many opinions. I am addicted to television, movies and books and like a good beer to go along with all of them. I try to see the good in everyone and hope that I am more right than I am wrong in that assumption. I will attempt to stay off soapboxes and avoid pontification. Though things may be about me (or people I know), I will never intentionally write something to hurt someone. Life is too short for that.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
30 observations from the 43 days that got swallowed up by my 30th birthday
So, it has been awhile, but between work and planning parties and enjoying summer in Chicago, I have been not sat down to write in awhile. To make up for it, here are 30 random things since I wrote on this site last:
30. Rebel Without a Cause is good on a movie screen, better outdoors with fireworks in the background and amazing when you have all of the above, plus friends and 3 bottles of wine.
29. The Berenstein Bears were right...there such a thing as too much birthday. (Actually, my birthday (and subsequent celebrations) was amazing. More than anyone could ask for, but this 30-year old is plum tuckered out).
28. It was 104 on the day before my birthday and the Cubs got their butts kicked. Of course, I could write that line for most of my birthdays.
27. Kiddie pools aren't just for kids when it is 104 outside. (This goes for slip 'n' slides as well).
26. German beer packs a lot of punch!
25. The key to good Sangria is soaking the fruit in sugar and brandy. The key to a good hangover is drinking a punch bowl's worth of Sangria.
24. Truth or Dare Jenga is the best way to turn a quiet Saturday night into a night of debaucherous chaotic fun.
23. There is nothing quite as funny as jazz hands.
22. If you are a cute girl with your even cuter friend and you stumble into “Nerds Single Night,” do not pull out your crossword. It is not going to help the situation.
22. As a follow up to #20, if you are a guy that signed up (and paid to attend) said Nerd Night, don’t walk around the bar looking down on others and acting as if you are better then everyone else. Don’t graze a girl you’ve never talked to and then use a line involving a shade of blue. Don’t argue your tab when you are obviously wasted. Finally, don’t blame said tab (that you racked up hitting on women) on 2 “Hate-Filled Evil Women.” Really, we didn’t give you a thought until then and now you have made yourself the star of a story that will never cease being funny. And for the record, you don’t hold a candle to Vince Vaughn.
20. American Graffiti is as good a movie as I remember and once again, better under the stars with a bottle of wine. If it is a movie you have never seen, you must rectify this.
19. The 10th Season of Friends is really good. It does kind of pull everything together in a nice ending.
18. Summarizing the last several weeks of the summer is hard when you are trying to come up with 30 things and when you are writing it a month after the fact.
17. When you go to a club (and you’re a shot and beer kind of girl) and the night takes a turn when you pay $20 just to start it, the best way to salvage it is to drink your weight in vodka. Bunny boilers be damned.
16. Watching a PBS documentary is not nerdy – however, sitting on the couch watching it, eating ice cream and knitting might be.
15. Fresh basil really does make a better fagach.
14. Sometimes people don’t always see you, even when they are looking right at you.
13. Hallmark really does make a card for everything and everyone. (Including a Word Up card for Dane! Happy Birthday, Dane! And others that I have missed...Deb - love you and Jason - welcome to the 30 Club!)
12. Never settle.
11. Getting crushed by your crush on your birthday requires late night recovery pub-style – shots and beers.
10. Follow up to #11, the sister who stays and does the shots (even though she hates them) and the friend who keep on pouring them (because it’s how he can make the situation better) are what it is all about.
09. Follow up (again) to #11 – it is always worth the risk. Even if you end up crushed.
08. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. (And usually, that involves It Raining Men)!
07. Sometimes the tough girl needs to be covered in satin and lace.
06. There is something to be said about being a damn good wingman (and about having one).
05. Dr. McGillicuddy’s and Hershey Syrup really do make everything better.
04. A really nice family picture is important, even if it involves a U-Boat.
03. There is nothing better than spending a week with your sister! Well, maybe it is your sister and the 6 pints of Grater’s ice cream she brought with her.
02. Every girl should own a Tiffany Bracelet. (Thanks Mom and Dad for making that dream come true. We’ll call the Mistletoe Bear incident a draw).
01. Turning 30 isn’t bad, as long as you are surrounded by lots of liquor and all of your family and friends. So, though I have not been thoroughly kissed in this, my 30th year, it has all around been a good start. Here’s to family and friends and the feeling that you fit in this crazy world. Here’s to 30 and absurdy!
30. Rebel Without a Cause is good on a movie screen, better outdoors with fireworks in the background and amazing when you have all of the above, plus friends and 3 bottles of wine.
29. The Berenstein Bears were right...there such a thing as too much birthday. (Actually, my birthday (and subsequent celebrations) was amazing. More than anyone could ask for, but this 30-year old is plum tuckered out).
28. It was 104 on the day before my birthday and the Cubs got their butts kicked. Of course, I could write that line for most of my birthdays.
27. Kiddie pools aren't just for kids when it is 104 outside. (This goes for slip 'n' slides as well).
26. German beer packs a lot of punch!
25. The key to good Sangria is soaking the fruit in sugar and brandy. The key to a good hangover is drinking a punch bowl's worth of Sangria.
24. Truth or Dare Jenga is the best way to turn a quiet Saturday night into a night of debaucherous chaotic fun.
23. There is nothing quite as funny as jazz hands.
22. If you are a cute girl with your even cuter friend and you stumble into “Nerds Single Night,” do not pull out your crossword. It is not going to help the situation.
22. As a follow up to #20, if you are a guy that signed up (and paid to attend) said Nerd Night, don’t walk around the bar looking down on others and acting as if you are better then everyone else. Don’t graze a girl you’ve never talked to and then use a line involving a shade of blue. Don’t argue your tab when you are obviously wasted. Finally, don’t blame said tab (that you racked up hitting on women) on 2 “Hate-Filled Evil Women.” Really, we didn’t give you a thought until then and now you have made yourself the star of a story that will never cease being funny. And for the record, you don’t hold a candle to Vince Vaughn.
20. American Graffiti is as good a movie as I remember and once again, better under the stars with a bottle of wine. If it is a movie you have never seen, you must rectify this.
19. The 10th Season of Friends is really good. It does kind of pull everything together in a nice ending.
18. Summarizing the last several weeks of the summer is hard when you are trying to come up with 30 things and when you are writing it a month after the fact.
17. When you go to a club (and you’re a shot and beer kind of girl) and the night takes a turn when you pay $20 just to start it, the best way to salvage it is to drink your weight in vodka. Bunny boilers be damned.
16. Watching a PBS documentary is not nerdy – however, sitting on the couch watching it, eating ice cream and knitting might be.
15. Fresh basil really does make a better fagach.
14. Sometimes people don’t always see you, even when they are looking right at you.
13. Hallmark really does make a card for everything and everyone. (Including a Word Up card for Dane! Happy Birthday, Dane! And others that I have missed...Deb - love you and Jason - welcome to the 30 Club!)
12. Never settle.
11. Getting crushed by your crush on your birthday requires late night recovery pub-style – shots and beers.
10. Follow up to #11, the sister who stays and does the shots (even though she hates them) and the friend who keep on pouring them (because it’s how he can make the situation better) are what it is all about.
09. Follow up (again) to #11 – it is always worth the risk. Even if you end up crushed.
08. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. (And usually, that involves It Raining Men)!
07. Sometimes the tough girl needs to be covered in satin and lace.
06. There is something to be said about being a damn good wingman (and about having one).
05. Dr. McGillicuddy’s and Hershey Syrup really do make everything better.
04. A really nice family picture is important, even if it involves a U-Boat.
03. There is nothing better than spending a week with your sister! Well, maybe it is your sister and the 6 pints of Grater’s ice cream she brought with her.
02. Every girl should own a Tiffany Bracelet. (Thanks Mom and Dad for making that dream come true. We’ll call the Mistletoe Bear incident a draw).
01. Turning 30 isn’t bad, as long as you are surrounded by lots of liquor and all of your family and friends. So, though I have not been thoroughly kissed in this, my 30th year, it has all around been a good start. Here’s to family and friends and the feeling that you fit in this crazy world. Here’s to 30 and absurdy!
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Maybe I'm Brainless
A friend of mine emailed me today and asked me if I was familiar with "Avenue Q." She thought that "A Fine, Fine Line" perfectly described my recent dating debacle. I concurred, as I had made that discovery months ago. (Though, I always thought that Ani had a few things to say about the situation as well). Without wasting everyone's time with drama details, I'll give you Kate Monster's synopsis of my last few months:
"There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.
And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time."
Sad, but true. And so I closed the door on that chapter of my life, because it was the right thing to do. I deserve a lot more than I have gotten, especially since most of it has been grief and some pretty nasty words. And people thought that I might waiver, but I haven’t and I won’t. There is no looking back. (Think Bye Bye Love…Jo Dee Messina-style). I don’t want to.
Right now there is a window opening (sorry for the Sound of Music reference, but it was right there for the taking) and it is refreshing. It is the slow unfolding of possibilities that is so enthralling. The stage that takes you back to every playground crush you ever had. The something to look forward to...I don't know what it is, but it is fun and there hasn't been a lot of that lately. I almost feel as if the drama and the messiness were necessary to make it so easy to see the good when it was right in front of me. And that is all I am going to say for now, because there are some things that I like to keep to myself.
"There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.
And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time."
Sad, but true. And so I closed the door on that chapter of my life, because it was the right thing to do. I deserve a lot more than I have gotten, especially since most of it has been grief and some pretty nasty words. And people thought that I might waiver, but I haven’t and I won’t. There is no looking back. (Think Bye Bye Love…Jo Dee Messina-style). I don’t want to.
Right now there is a window opening (sorry for the Sound of Music reference, but it was right there for the taking) and it is refreshing. It is the slow unfolding of possibilities that is so enthralling. The stage that takes you back to every playground crush you ever had. The something to look forward to...I don't know what it is, but it is fun and there hasn't been a lot of that lately. I almost feel as if the drama and the messiness were necessary to make it so easy to see the good when it was right in front of me. And that is all I am going to say for now, because there are some things that I like to keep to myself.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Women's Lib Ruined it for Them?
I should start by saying that I was at a family party in which I kept having to walk away -- for fear of getting in trouble. While I love my family, they are not always the most open-minded, accepting family. In fact, sometimes, they are downright judgmental and somewhat rude. I was raised (thankfully) to accept everyone. To not think about racial or religious divides. I was also raised to believe that I could accomplish anything. (Part of me still believes that I will be an astronaut / dolphin-trainer / President of the United States). In that vein, I have become a strong-willed, opinionated (sometimes too), independent woman, who is capable of lots and who will stand up and speak against injustices -- which, at family parties, tends to get me in trouble. Here is a sample of yesterday's fun:
1) My aunt, who had knee surgery and shouldn't be walking around a ton and sure as heck should not be going up and down stairs like she does, was having a bad knee day. I blame it on the fact that she is a wonderful Italian woman and a caretaker to all...except herself. Anyway, when my mom and I got to the party, she was sitting on the stairs because she couldn't move. As my mom and I were helping her to a chair in which she could put her knee up, someone asked, "What's wrong with her?" Okay, I should say that the someone is a nice person (somewhere in there), but a bit on the crazy side and just a tad annoying. I weeble wobble between getting annoyed by said person or feeling bad for said person. Anyway, I turned around and said, "She had knee surgery. It takes awhile to recover from and she probably shouldn't be putting as much strain on it as she does."
2) Within 2 minutes of this moment said person's horribly ignorant (women in the kitchen / teachers get paid too much for having summer's off...)husband asked my aunt where she (emphasis on that word) was going to put all the drinks he had in his hand. To which I said, "How about you put them in those things that look like coolers."
Strike 2 and I had been there for 5 minutes.
I endured the good natured ribbing about the Cubs. They think that it is hilarious that I am a fan and I that I live in Wrigleyville. (Mind you, they are fans too, but fair-weathered).
3) Then came the ridiculous Women's Lib incident. We were in the kitchen. I was trying to get my aunt to sit and direct us, but she was of course in the midst of doing everything for everyone one. Someone made some snide comment about women which was followed up by this gem, "Women's Lib ruined it for all of them." Spoken by the ignorant husband from earlier. And then came me. With this: "Hmm. Pretty sure that I have a good career, great apartment, wonderful friends and a good life and I am pretty sure that you had nothing to do with it." Exit stage left or back outside to cool off for a bit.
Won't even get into my cousin and his electronic snobbery. Apparently buy brands based on who you see in the store buying them. You get what you pay for was another gem. True and yet why does a freshman in college need a 20 inch flat screen fancy TV. It is college. It may get ruined. Hell, I was at a party last year in which a TV had an unfortunate accident. You never know.
There was also the genius that this was a family gathering the day after my aunt's birthday and no one thought to get her a cake. Well, actually, some thought she didn't need it (who doesn't need a birthday cake?), some thought that others had taken care of it and some just didn't think. It resulted in my cousin with a big heart running out to get a cake on behalf of everyone. And let me tell you, she loved it. It is not that hard to do a nice thing for someone you love.
On the way home, my mom told me that she loves that I am well spoken and intelligent and that sometimes she wishes I would just keep it to myself. I asked her if she really wanted me to leave the "women's lib" thing alone and she said, "of course not, that was ridiculous."
And that's my point.
1) My aunt, who had knee surgery and shouldn't be walking around a ton and sure as heck should not be going up and down stairs like she does, was having a bad knee day. I blame it on the fact that she is a wonderful Italian woman and a caretaker to all...except herself. Anyway, when my mom and I got to the party, she was sitting on the stairs because she couldn't move. As my mom and I were helping her to a chair in which she could put her knee up, someone asked, "What's wrong with her?" Okay, I should say that the someone is a nice person (somewhere in there), but a bit on the crazy side and just a tad annoying. I weeble wobble between getting annoyed by said person or feeling bad for said person. Anyway, I turned around and said, "She had knee surgery. It takes awhile to recover from and she probably shouldn't be putting as much strain on it as she does."
2) Within 2 minutes of this moment said person's horribly ignorant (women in the kitchen / teachers get paid too much for having summer's off...)husband asked my aunt where she (emphasis on that word) was going to put all the drinks he had in his hand. To which I said, "How about you put them in those things that look like coolers."
Strike 2 and I had been there for 5 minutes.
I endured the good natured ribbing about the Cubs. They think that it is hilarious that I am a fan and I that I live in Wrigleyville. (Mind you, they are fans too, but fair-weathered).
3) Then came the ridiculous Women's Lib incident. We were in the kitchen. I was trying to get my aunt to sit and direct us, but she was of course in the midst of doing everything for everyone one. Someone made some snide comment about women which was followed up by this gem, "Women's Lib ruined it for all of them." Spoken by the ignorant husband from earlier. And then came me. With this: "Hmm. Pretty sure that I have a good career, great apartment, wonderful friends and a good life and I am pretty sure that you had nothing to do with it." Exit stage left or back outside to cool off for a bit.
Won't even get into my cousin and his electronic snobbery. Apparently buy brands based on who you see in the store buying them. You get what you pay for was another gem. True and yet why does a freshman in college need a 20 inch flat screen fancy TV. It is college. It may get ruined. Hell, I was at a party last year in which a TV had an unfortunate accident. You never know.
There was also the genius that this was a family gathering the day after my aunt's birthday and no one thought to get her a cake. Well, actually, some thought she didn't need it (who doesn't need a birthday cake?), some thought that others had taken care of it and some just didn't think. It resulted in my cousin with a big heart running out to get a cake on behalf of everyone. And let me tell you, she loved it. It is not that hard to do a nice thing for someone you love.
On the way home, my mom told me that she loves that I am well spoken and intelligent and that sometimes she wishes I would just keep it to myself. I asked her if she really wanted me to leave the "women's lib" thing alone and she said, "of course not, that was ridiculous."
And that's my point.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Two Netflix Enter a Mailbox...
Strange phenomenon of recent weeks... Every time I send back two Netflix movies at the same time, date, moment and mail slot, one gets there first and the other "arrives" the next day. How is it in the finely honed mailing system that is Netflix does this happen? Why does my conspiracy antenna go up and I feel like they hold on to one for an extra day? It has happened 3 times in the last 3 weeks. I wonder if this happens to anyone else? Keep you posted.
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