- Jul 21, 2001
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no cliff notes. just a mini-rant
background: i work at my uncle's hotel gift shop part time, while i'm an undergrad studying MIS. one fine evening i'm studying for a database management class and this dude comes in. nice fella. we shoot the breeze. it's almost closing time. he notices my books, asks if i'm in college. we talk about the crappy job market and how having connections goes a long way. he asks me a few questions about buying a laptop and i oblige. as he leaves he gives me his business card. i work in "private franchising" he says. i'll give you a call sometime, we'll talk, he says. wow, i think. what great luck, i think, as i pack up and get ready to close.
in a good mood, i drive home. hey, maybe this could be a break. cool.
i get home and hop onto the intarweb. the intarweb shows me a fancy website from his business card: http://www.centurycc.net. oooo, flash. then i notice "Opportunity" on the navigation bar. *red flag* hmm, i can't seem to log in. the intarweb search thingie called google doesn't show anything.
a few days later, mr. nice guy gives me a call. hey, remember we met at Home Depot, he says. uh, you mean the hotel, i ask. oh yeah, hey says. hey, i'd like to meet to do an interview with you, he says. i have so-and-so time available. i'm so busy doing interviews that i could probably squeeze you in. well, could you tell me what company this is for? i ask. well, my company, he says. i'm doing and interview for a business opportunity (there's that word again), he says. *red flag, because he's hesistant to give me the name*
at this point i've lost interest and tell him i'm pretty busy. he says that his business is so important that he'd rather not tell me about it over the phone. *red siren goes off* thanks anyways, i say. btw, can you tell me the password to your website? i can't seem to get information with a password. he tells me ("century" in case you would love to hear about a grand opportunity) and i tell him i'll possibly call him back, but i wouldnt' count on it.
thanks, mr. quixtar (i checked out the website and found "quixtar" on it). thanks for wasting my time and getting my hopes up. i hope every single prey you've deceived tells you to shove it. i hope that the next business card you give out gives you a paper cut. i hope you end up overpaying for a laptop and best buy suckers you into a wonder "performance plan" opportunity.
honestly, i sincerely hope that you don't sucker anyone out of their hard earned money.
that's all.
for me.
background: i work at my uncle's hotel gift shop part time, while i'm an undergrad studying MIS. one fine evening i'm studying for a database management class and this dude comes in. nice fella. we shoot the breeze. it's almost closing time. he notices my books, asks if i'm in college. we talk about the crappy job market and how having connections goes a long way. he asks me a few questions about buying a laptop and i oblige. as he leaves he gives me his business card. i work in "private franchising" he says. i'll give you a call sometime, we'll talk, he says. wow, i think. what great luck, i think, as i pack up and get ready to close.
in a good mood, i drive home. hey, maybe this could be a break. cool.
i get home and hop onto the intarweb. the intarweb shows me a fancy website from his business card: http://www.centurycc.net. oooo, flash. then i notice "Opportunity" on the navigation bar. *red flag* hmm, i can't seem to log in. the intarweb search thingie called google doesn't show anything.
a few days later, mr. nice guy gives me a call. hey, remember we met at Home Depot, he says. uh, you mean the hotel, i ask. oh yeah, hey says. hey, i'd like to meet to do an interview with you, he says. i have so-and-so time available. i'm so busy doing interviews that i could probably squeeze you in. well, could you tell me what company this is for? i ask. well, my company, he says. i'm doing and interview for a business opportunity (there's that word again), he says. *red flag, because he's hesistant to give me the name*
at this point i've lost interest and tell him i'm pretty busy. he says that his business is so important that he'd rather not tell me about it over the phone. *red siren goes off* thanks anyways, i say. btw, can you tell me the password to your website? i can't seem to get information with a password. he tells me ("century" in case you would love to hear about a grand opportunity) and i tell him i'll possibly call him back, but i wouldnt' count on it.
thanks, mr. quixtar (i checked out the website and found "quixtar" on it). thanks for wasting my time and getting my hopes up. i hope every single prey you've deceived tells you to shove it. i hope that the next business card you give out gives you a paper cut. i hope you end up overpaying for a laptop and best buy suckers you into a wonder "performance plan" opportunity.
honestly, i sincerely hope that you don't sucker anyone out of their hard earned money.
that's all.
for me.
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