You Make This

Over five thousand years ago, Moses said to the children of Israel “Pick up your shovel, mount your asses and camels, and I will lead you to the promised land”.

Nearly 75 years ago, Roosevelt said, “Lay down your shovels, sit on your asses, and light up a camel, this is the promised land”.

Now Obama has stolen your shovel, taxed your asses, raised the price of Camels, and mortgaged the promised land.

God help us.

Your customers couldn’t care less about your new look, your new design or whether your dog has just had kittens.

“Hi Gerry,” the Air New Zealand marketing email started off. I remember many years ago when I was a young employee at a company that had just bought its first computer. We got this word processor with an amazing feature called mail merge. We could now send lots of automated individual letters to people who owed us money. The letters went something like this:

Dear (NAME),
You owe us (AMOUNT). Pay up by tomorrow or we’ll break your
legs.
Yours sincerely

We sat around and marvelled at the ability to produce so many letters automatically and how people would feel that they were receiving individually penned missives. Those letters worked so well.

I don’t think it works quite as well today. When I receive an automated marketing email addressing me by my first name, I don’t go weak at the knees: “Oh, the software knows my first name! It knows my name!” Has anyone tested to see whether these so-called personalization techniques are more likely to alienate a customer than impress them?

Anyway, back to the Air New Zealand marketing email that I don’t remember signing up to. (I’ve had pretty good experiences flying with Air New Zealand by the way.) “Welcome to the second edition of our new look monthly email.” Two fatal mistakes in the first sentence. Welcome? Hello? What’s with the welcome? I don’t want your welcome. If I want anything from you it’s your deals, and hot deals at that. When you think of your customer, imagine Tony Soprano. Nothing personal, just business. Cut the crap. Get straight to the point.

So Air New Zealand has got a new look monthly email! Stop the presses!!! Has anyone phoned CNN? This is big news. A new look monthly email! Release the press releases! What a story. I can’t wait to tell all my friends.
“Lads, lads, listen. Have I got news for you.”
“What?”
“You won’t believe it.”
“Come on, tell us.”
“You won’t believe it.”
“Come on, come on.”
“Air New Zealand has a new look monthly email.”
“You’re not serious!”
“I am.”
“You’re joking.”
“Never been more serious in my life.”
“Nah, you’re joking.”

News like that makes our day. It really does. And you’d be amazed at the amount of websites that want to give you this sort of hard news. Why, I was at the Starwood Preferred Guest website recently wanting to check what they offered in Athens when I was confronted with content that told me that the site was “redesigned and ready to help you plan your adventures. Take a few minutes to customize your account profile to ensure you take advantage of all that our new site has to offer.”

And you know what, I didn’t take those few minutes. That sounded like a real pain to me. I just wanted to quickly check availability and see if there were any good deals. I had zero interest in designs, redesigns, bee-designs, knee-designs or we-designs. (Which are what most redesigns really are; done more because of internal egos than because of external needs.)

I just wanted the website to work. How thoughtless, cruel and uncaring of me. But then I’m only a customer.

Gerry McGovern

The object of the game is to destroy American capitalism

And quite frankly, in this game, nobody wins.

Dear employee:

As the CEO of this organization, I have resigned myself to the fact that
Barrack Obama is our President and that our taxes and government fees
will increase in a BIG way. To compensate for these increases, our prices
would have to increase by about 10%. But since we cannot increase our prices  right now due to the dismal state of the economy, we will have to lay off  sixty of our employees instead. This has really been bothering me, since I  believe we are family here and I didn’t know how to choose who would have
to go.

So, this is what I did. I walked through our parking lots and found
sixty ‘Obama’ bumper stickers on our employees’ cars and have decided these  folks will be the ones to let go. I can’t think of a more fair way to approach  this problem. They voted for change…… I gave it to them.

I will see the rest of you at the annual company picnic.

THE BOSS