i’m not lovin’ it
This past week, I received a gift card from a vendor I did business with this past year. Not a lot of business, mind you. It is a list broker I have used when I can’t get the appropriate mailing list from the American Medical Association (FatDoctor beware, they sell your info). It came in a Christmas card. The gift card was from McDonalds.
McDonalds. For real? I didn’t know how to react. Of course, I will send the appropriate thank you, as is only right. But McDonalds? I don’t think I am pretentious and I am a pretty giving person. I share all of my work Christmas spoils with coworkers who don’t deal with people outside of the company as much as I do (yes, I’m that nice). But McDonalds?
I have nothing against McDonalds, but my daughter and I don’t eat there. There isn’t anything we really like (except the fries, and I am, as always, trying to lose weight). McDonalds has been the saving grace in the past for a sales force attending trade shows in Amsterdam, Cologne, and Brussels. It has been the saving grace for one particular former partner of mine in those same cities, and Paris, when she could not handle real food. (I finally got her to order Senf in Germany on her hamburger, and mayonaisse in Amsterdam with her fries, but she couldn’t accept that a Paris McDonalds staff didn’t know what ketchup was.)
So, nothing against McDonalds, but here is my approved list of vendor giftcards that I would love, and in no way will receiving these cards influence the amount of money I budget to spend with your organization in 2008:
- Home Depot
- Bed Bath and Beyond
- Utah State Liquor Store (I don’t think this one exists and you can’t send me booze through the mail. Illegal in Utah.)
- Red Robin
- Jet Blue
- Barnes and Noble
I will gladly accept any of these, think highly of your company, and NOT give them away to my co-workers. If you would rather do something even better, please contribute the funds you would have spent on me to one of these organizations:
International Volunteers in Urology
Boys and Girls Club of America
Now I am hungry. Damn. I wish I had some fries.
Filed under: Humor, Place d'employ, Marketing
