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|Picture by Simone De Peak, Newcastle Herald|
How was my weekend affected by misleading signs you ask? Well thanks for asking.
My husband and I decided that in our over-zealous bid to get healthy we would buy each other bikes for Christmas. Ho, ho ho - you fat!
Being the bargain hunter that I am I promptly found a great buy on a heaven blue, second hand bike on Gumtree (a garage sale type of website). I just needed my husband to help me pick it up because a) I am extremely crap at deciding if a bike is really as good as it looks, and b) because I had no idea how to hook up the bike rack to the back of my car. Be impressed, the bike rack was also from the same seller, why not kill two birds I always say. Merry Christmas honey - Surprise, you're getting a second-hand bike! Literally, you are going to have to leave the house and go get your own gift. Because I am the best wife evvvvvvverrrrr (sung in a Marvin Gaye voice).
There ended up being a few glitches about the bike that we discovered after the fact and cost another $100 to fix so when that was finally all done we were all just too damn excited to wait until Christmas to go for a family bike ride! However, My first hand bike won't arrive until Christmas. Shhhh. I'm not supposed to know that (but my husband has a knack for leaving emails open showing order confirmations for gifts). So I was bike-less last weekend but I remembered this wonderful sign that said "Hire ... from $1.40 per hour" down on the Newcastle Foreshore, and thought I'd just rent one from there . . .
Nope. It was not to be. Dreams crushed. See the photo below where my two boys ride off into the
sunset thunderstorm with out me, my new helmet hanging sadly off the back...
I was so relieved to see that the people who commented on the article written by the Newcastle Herald on the bike rentals also think so. So there, bike rental stand, I have "friends" that agree with me so I must be right in my loudly stated opinion.
Look how much fun I'm having taking selfies and pretending I'm on a family bike ride.
Then the next day I was out with my beautiful, amazing friend Kate. She wanted to buy a Yankee Christmas candle from Spotlight (one of the only fabric stores in Newcastle). What you need to know about Spotlight is that they make money off of being a duopoly on fabric in our city; there is no way anyone would shop there otherwise. They are one of the messiest retailers around, and you will drown in your own sweat if you don't make it out of the store before the body fluid flood takes you.
Here is the status I posted on FB yesterday regarding their signage: "Store had big sign saying 25% off ALL Christmas candles, no small print. Great. Get to cashier and she says " no, there isn't 25% off Yankee candles." Tell her about the sign. Show her the sign. Yes, all Christmas candles are 25% off but Yankee candles. I point out again that the sign says 'ALL' and that the Yankee candles are all Christmas candles. Am I missing something? I can live with out the candle or pay full price. Don't care. However, I do care about misrepresentation. ERKED!"
I'd hate to meet the people who make these misleading signs because I think I would:
1. have a hard time believing anything that came out of their fat liar faces
2. automatically assume they are the worst communicators ever and probably tune them out when they open their fat liar mouths
3. find it terribly hard not to spank their bottoms for being so naughty and thoughtless in their disgusting need to suck people into their vortex of mean, greedy marketing.