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Post by Monpot on May 5, 2005 10:38:30 GMT
If imports of Trousers and Pull-Overs from China have increased by 500%, how come I still can never find clothes I like?
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Post by cadd on May 5, 2005 10:45:21 GMT
I'd blame Brussels.
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Post by Smileadelic on May 5, 2005 10:48:18 GMT
Hehehehe....
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Post by stuartmilgram on May 5, 2005 10:56:21 GMT
If imports of Trousers and Pull-Overs from China have increased by 500%, how come I still can never find clothes I like? THEY are watching you. if you buy something more than twice, they know you like it. They will take it off the market. They want you to be like them. Conform. now. The choice is shrinking. green is the new brown is the new grey is the new black... keep up, you're falling behind, then the terrorists will get you. beware. don't stand out or you may be being anti social. keep up. |
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Post by Durutti on May 5, 2005 12:07:04 GMT
I feel that I maybe drifting away from life. The streets with their rows of identikit shops are becoming blurry, the chatter of chavs on their mobiles is indistinct, distant, a background hum.
The only concrete thing left is my Tesco clubcard. The information it generates on me makes me more real.
I exist on a marketing spreadsheet. I must be real because they send me vouchers for the things I buy most.
Is that a knock at my door?
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Post by stuartmilgram on May 5, 2005 12:18:34 GMT
NOIDONTHAVEAFUCKINGNECTARCARD
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Post by John Brainlove on May 5, 2005 12:37:36 GMT
Er. I have one. Every couple of weeks I get a fiver off my shopping. Maybe I should get more paranoid.
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Post by Durutti on May 5, 2005 12:45:51 GMT
Damn right. I just had a lenghty conversation with a Tesco press officer.
She then sent me a statement on behalf of the company. At the bottom it said: "Disclaimer: Tesco may monitor and record all emails. The views expressed in this email are those of the sender and not Tesco."
What. The. Fuck?
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Post by John Brainlove on May 5, 2005 13:04:33 GMT
So it's kind of meaningless if you want to treat her as a representative of the company. Record Deals are like that. You talk about it for months, then you get the contract and it says "This replaces all discussions you have ever had with anyone about anything". Horrid.
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