Anyway last Wednesday I witnessed the most horrible act of greed I have ever seen working for this company. I don't know whose idea it was but the district manager called up every Gamestop in the area and instructed all of the stores to call every single person who pre-ordered Halo 2 and inform them that they can now reserve this cheesy-assed SUPER DUPER SPECIAL EDITION green Xbox that comes with Halo. What's wrong with this picture?
1) Anyone who has reserved Halo 2 no doubt has an Xbox already.
2) Anyone who has reserved Halo 2 no doubt has Halo already.
3) Since when did Gamestop employees become telemarketers?
What did they expect people to say? "THIS IS AN INCREDIBLE DEAL! I already have an Xbox that works just fine but I will be there right away and give you ten bucks down with a commitment to hand over another 150 come next week because I just love wasting money!"
IT'S A GREEN FUCKING XBOX!
And here's a company that is already enjoying record earnings just itching to cash in. Profits are up. Reserves are up. Subscriptions are up. You know what we should do? Cut hours. Cut the employee discount to 15% from 20% just like we cut it from 25% to 20% a few years back. Let's punish our employees who don't get the most reservations or subscriptions even though the magazine is shit and no one just wants to make a $53 dollar commitment at check out. Most of all, let's bother all the people who pre-ordered a game at our store, who we indicated to that we would only call them when the actual game comes out, and ask them to buy a stupid fucking gimmicky piece of shit for a hundred and seventy dollars.
But hey, whatever makes you feel good about yourself.
Peeing and Pooping in School and Public
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I think I'm going to throw up.
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