Before dad went into the hospital, I did his grocery shopping online. I have to say, Waldbaum’s online grocery service is quite bitchin’. Good selection, reasonable prices, all delivered to my Dad’s door so I don’t have to go to the store. Rock on, Waldbaum’s.
So I was a little stunned when I got this email from Waldbaum’s today:
“We miss you! Where have you been? Was it something we did?
We are always listening to our customers and would like to ask you a few questions about why you have stopped using our online service.
Please take a minute to complete a brief on-line survey and tell us how we can make this service meet your expectations.
We hope to see you soon.
Waldbaums of Valley Stream Customer Care Team”
My actual response:
“Give it some time, dudes. I was buying for my father, who has dementia and doesn’t do his own shopping. He’s in the hospital now after major surgery and eating crap like individual-serving applesauce.
Way to run your business like an Italian grandmother, with all the guilt, by the way. I promise, I’ll start buying from you again when Dad gets home from the hospital. And I’ll call home more often and visit on Sunday, too. Just don’t give me with switch!
Thanks.”
Tags: Domestic crap, Family, I am going to hell, Money
Way to ream out Waldbaum’s. hehe. They do seem a bit needy….
Totally. Guys, it’s not you, it’s me. Really, please don’t cry.
Waldbaum’s is not pleased with your blogging about it.