My credit card company has a cafe in downtown San Francisco, which seems ridiculous, somehow.
Feb21
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Christ, aren’t they gauging us enough already?
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There is no escape. I expect them to admit they are the Borg any day now.
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My credit cards seem intent on having a “relationship” with me. Their streams of e-mails put the letters of Browning and Barrett to shame. One of them sent me, unbidden, a box of high-end toiletries last month. Another keeps promising me incredible upgrades if only I book at this or that impossibly glamorous resort.
But none of them just whimsically calls off this whole “billing” nonsense, alas…
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Having your credit cards stalk you certainly seems inappropriate. Perhaps you have been leading them on?
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It’s not exactly brimming with atmosphere, but I suppose that would require an extra fee.
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All the decoration here since the turn of the century seems to lean strongly towards Modern Airport Baggage Security.
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Anonymous? No, that was me.
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You’ll always be anonymous to me.
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wow…
I wonder when the theme park will open?
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It’s much like AT&T deciding to sell baby clothes.
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Sorry, but I would not like to be there.
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“Look at you sipping coffee and saving money” says one of the advertisement screens. What a cold, soulless, corporate looking hellhole. Are computers and mobile phones killing the art of conversation? just look at the clientele in there, clamped to their PCs and clutching their phones for dear life. I bet it’s so quiet in there you could hear a pin drop. I’d rather dine at McDonalds and I’m a vegetarian. No! a soup kitchen is more preferable.
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