For those of you who may have forgotten, I had run in with the good, unsuspecting people at my local Blockbuster a few years ago. As I recall, all I wanted was to rent a video featuring the lovely and talented Scarlett Johansson in skin tight attire and loaded for bear (or bare), and all they wanted to do was fail to acknowledge my existence, only to obliviously upsell their candy, popcorn, and soda deal…"The Urgent Blockbuster"
Sadly enough, I haven’t been very productive in my time away from the colossal display of verbal brilliance which emanates from this site which you’ve so wisely visited. I’ve had a couple of stories kicking around in my noggin lately, and have been trying to flesh those out instead of posting more than just the occasional blog. Beyond that, I’ve been testing the wellness program at work by tracking my intake and exertions, reading…"Stereotypical Orange"
Well I didn’t initially visualize a rant about an experience at the DVD rental joint this last weekend would end up on a discussion board. Deep down, the rant really wasn’t the subject of the blog that day. While discussing some system issue within Blockbuster, someone copied and pasted the entire contents of my post into a discussion forum the other day. The sad thing was that they left out the picture of the lovely…"BB Part Deux"
The real problem with Blockbuster isn’t the fact that its competition has figured out how to go beyond simple DVD rentals by running its service features through game consoles and the Internet. The real problem with Blockbuster isn’t because one of its other competitors has managed to plant automated rental machines all over grocery stores, malls, and convenience stores which allow its customers to rent fast and cheap. Nope. The real problem…"I’m The Customer Who"