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Flushed

Posted in Blogging, Inspiration, Non-Fiction, Uncategorized, Writing, tagged , , , on August 20, 2012| 3 Comments »

Wind whipped across the open window during my drive in to work and filled my head with flapping flags; I was running low on airbrush black and completely out of golden beige, the abandoned kitty I rescued four days ago (and half-heartedly tried to find a home for) was all too effortlessly curling up into my surrogate swaddle and just why had I decided I didn’t need to shave my legs this morning?

And then I heard it; the ad for printed toilet paper.  Yes, toilet paper adorned with advertising for various businesses and, you guessed it coupons.  Have I ever told you how much I despise coupons?  Pretty sure I’ve mentioned it.

Well, now I hate them even more.  We’re blasted with ads at every turn and inundated with fluffy discounts that sit at the bottoms of our purses only to be found once the purchase has been made or the expiry date has come and gone.

We go to coliseums and impressive light shows are begging for our open our wallets, we ride public transit (or drive alongside it) and are told what to watch and now we get to share our (very) private moments with Panago Pizza and twenty percent off a prime rib roast.

It somewhat reminds me of the days when toilet paper came in baby blue, light pink and mint green.  (Oh be quiet.  I’m not that old, I’ve heard stories) But seriously, there’s a reason that (toxic) stuff doesn’t exist anymore.

Toxic Toilet Tissue

I really don’t begrudge these fine young caniba…er, men of the millions they’ll probably make on this venture, but when the time comes, I’ll be more than happy to flush their dreams down the toilet.

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No Coupon, No Carrot

Posted in Blogging, Non-Fiction, Saving Money, Uncategorized, Writing, tagged , , , on April 22, 2012| 4 Comments »

Seriously. Because we don’t have the little two by four inch flimsy scrap of paper we’re banned from getting the best deal? The carrot is dangling (that’ll be the last talk of carrots for a while, I promise) right in front of our noses and they’re not going to feed it to us?

Truth; I strongly dislike coupons. Okay, hard truth; I hate them. So, if you’re a voucher lover, you better look away because you’re bound to get nettled at some point during this post.

They drive me nuts. We, as customers, are supposed to search for them, cut them out, hoard them in our already bursting wallets and then make sure we remember to use them at the register. Am I missing something? Nope. We work for them.

It’s incomprehensible why, when we’re standing there in the flesh and want to drop a wad of dough, we need to have sought out these little dockets in order to get a discount.  Can’t we be rewarded just for showing up? For bringing in our business?

And, back to bursting wallets…are they bursting with the large amounts of cash we’ve saved using our coupons? Nope. They’re bursting with forgotten coupons and plastic cards, clever coupons in disguise.

Trickery

It’s ludicrous that we need to fill out forms, divulging our personal information (otherwise known as selling our souls) so that we can get the cheapest deal. Am I wrong? Don’t think so.

Understood. It’s advertising…a ploy to bring in more business, we get it, but we’re already there…and we’re not feeling good about it.

We’re putting down for a three hundred dollar meal and can’t have the free ten dollar appy because we didn’t scour the local paper wielding a pair of scissors before leaving the house.

Professional Coupon Cutter

We can’t get the ‘club prices’ at the grocery store we’ve been shopping at for years because we’re driving our spouse’s car and their key chain doesn’t sport the magic price fob. Urgh.

Coupons suck and frankly, ironically…they’re a rip-off.

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