August 21st, 2011 (07:20 pm)
current mood: pissed off
Fuck you, AT&T, fuck you.
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You don't require a phone number or my name to stop delivery, just the address. Why the hell you people insist on collecting every little piece of information you can get from a person is beyond me.
I'm tired of giving out my information willy-nilly to anyone who asks.
And yes, I know you're going to feed me some corporate line about how you need to do it in order to make sure I don't opt-out of my neighbor's phone books, too. I don't care. Phone books are an outdated nuisance and I get sixteen of the damn things a year, anyway. I counted. No one wants them anymore. Please join the information age and quit killing trees to provide a few with a service the many don't want anymore.
I should have to opt-IN for a phone book, not be forced to give you my name, address, phone number, date of birth, sex, gender, orientation, and the name of my best friend's aunt's dog in order to stop them from appearing at my doorstep. Not that giving you all that information would stop them, anyhow, as your people continue to drop them off even when repeatedly asked to stop. I even get multiples of the same phone book.
Fuck you very much,
"Current Resident"