How's that for an obvious statement?
Well, it's true at least. The relevance? Well, I forgot to blog about it last week, but I won some money by entering a movie competition. Basically, all you had to do was text a message to the competition line with your movie ticket number and the cinema complex name in it
And I did so, and won R2 500 (about $325 US, I think). That was awesome. But when the woman first called to tell me I'd won, she sounded like a telemarketer. Have I ever mentioned that the only thing that irritates me more than estate agents is telemarketers?
The conversation went as follows:
Her: Good day, maam. Do you have a couple of minutes to chat to me?
Me: (Frantically working on an MC script for an event that evening, surrounded by frantic eventing folks) Ummm... It depends what it's about.
H: I'm calling from , and...
M: I'm sorry, this is actually not a good time for me, so if you're trying to sell me something..
M: I'm sorry, this is actually not a good time for me, so if you're trying to sell me something..
H: No, maam, I'm calling about...
M: (Getting snappy now) Listen, I can't talk, here's my husband, k?...
So TSC chatted to this woman. And when he put the phone down, he says to me, you do know you were just rude to the marketing director of .
Oops. Anyway, we sent her a copy of my ID and stuff, and they said the cheque would arrive around 15 Aug at the local cinema complex, and they'd call us. So 18 Aug, we call them and ask if it's arrived, seeing we haven't heard from them. Yes, yes... we can pick it up anytime.
Hah! When I arrive on 20 Aug (yes, my birthday!), to pick it up, they've misplaced it. ?!?!?! So I purse my lips and do my unimpressed dance (not really), and they tell me it's at another cinema complex. So I drive there, in a foul mood, sign for my cheque, and jump back in my car, where I open the envelope, and see that it's actually for R5 000, not R2 500 (so it's about $650)!
The coolest of birthday presents, no?
