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“This is gonna get blogged,” I said to myself.
Yrs trly online purchased a Krups electric teakettle last week. It exhorted me to register.
“Go to www.krups.ca and save yourself a stamp.”
FAT LOTTA HELP THAT WAS; so goes at least an hour. Uhm, no “registration” tab on www.krups.ca. Lots of small kitchen-appliances, packed with plump sugary edibles = muffins, scones, Texas-toast, etc. But no “registration” tab.
Scrolling down I got “frequently asked questions.” I clicked it. How to develop tempting breakfast entrés with glittering kitchen-appliances — chrome, brushed stainless, etc.
Utterly clueless as always — born in the wrong century — WHAT NEXT? How about “Contact-us?”
“E-mail address required;” answers in two days.
Uhm, HELLO. I coulda registered snail-mail in five minutes.
This is the advance of wondrous time-saving technology? A five-minute process gets expanded to over an hour?
Perish-the-thought, I don’t see it that way!
A have a triple-A renewal suggesting online. PASS! Write check, seal and stamp envelope = maybe 10-15 minutes; most of which is getting this ‘pyooter to print the check.
Do it ONLINE, and blow an hour.
No way José!
Stabbing around, and entirely on my own, I tried adding “/register/” to “www.krups.ca” to the web-address in the address-bar of my Internet-browser.
WHOA! A Krups registration-site appeared. It worked, and not by any suggestion by them = entirely on-my-own.
“Try-it-and-see-what happens;” a shot-in-the-dark on my part. I sent a second e-mail to “contact-us,” telling Krups I thought I registered my kettle, but not by their doing. I took a stab at adding “/register/” to their web-address, and that got registration.
Not the first time. For renewal or registration often a site sends you to Never-Never Land. As one born in the prior century, I don’t see Never-Never Land as Valhalla.
Triple-A will get snail-mail. Born in the wrong century = utterly clueless about Never-Never Land. Garbage-in, garbage-out! The fact I say that proves I’m a rebellious geezer. One of them ‘60s Ne’er-do-Wells. Reform-school for you, baby!
Yrs trly online purchased a Krups electric teakettle last week. It exhorted me to register.
“Go to www.krups.ca and save yourself a stamp.”
FAT LOTTA HELP THAT WAS; so goes at least an hour. Uhm, no “registration” tab on www.krups.ca. Lots of small kitchen-appliances, packed with plump sugary edibles = muffins, scones, Texas-toast, etc. But no “registration” tab.
Scrolling down I got “frequently asked questions.” I clicked it. How to develop tempting breakfast entrés with glittering kitchen-appliances — chrome, brushed stainless, etc.
Utterly clueless as always — born in the wrong century — WHAT NEXT? How about “Contact-us?”
“E-mail address required;” answers in two days.
Uhm, HELLO. I coulda registered snail-mail in five minutes.
This is the advance of wondrous time-saving technology? A five-minute process gets expanded to over an hour?
Perish-the-thought, I don’t see it that way!
A have a triple-A renewal suggesting online. PASS! Write check, seal and stamp envelope = maybe 10-15 minutes; most of which is getting this ‘pyooter to print the check.
Do it ONLINE, and blow an hour.
No way José!
Stabbing around, and entirely on my own, I tried adding “/register/” to “www.krups.ca” to the web-address in the address-bar of my Internet-browser.
WHOA! A Krups registration-site appeared. It worked, and not by any suggestion by them = entirely on-my-own.
“Try-it-and-see-what happens;” a shot-in-the-dark on my part. I sent a second e-mail to “contact-us,” telling Krups I thought I registered my kettle, but not by their doing. I took a stab at adding “/register/” to their web-address, and that got registration.
Not the first time. For renewal or registration often a site sends you to Never-Never Land. As one born in the prior century, I don’t see Never-Never Land as Valhalla.
Triple-A will get snail-mail. Born in the wrong century = utterly clueless about Never-Never Land. Garbage-in, garbage-out! The fact I say that proves I’m a rebellious geezer. One of them ‘60s Ne’er-do-Wells. Reform-school for you, baby!
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