Had to beg initiate a logical, common sense service recovery option.
The ‘rush’ seemed anything but.
All the while, praying Xulon Press would understand these were not complaints, just desperately trying to feel a sense of urgency and empathy on their part.
The final thought takes the cake and can be found by clicking the bolded, hyperlinked word Blog on the next line…
Watching them play, with their nine-year old competitive juices flowing, they just got excited about a smart bomb. I watched the bomb grow in size, until it was a giant bubble on the TV, and then it exploded.
All I could think to do was groan for them, in their apparent loss. Because, like most bombs, a big explosion does serious damage.
They corrected me, the way nine-year olds do when adults reveal their complete incompetence about stuff they didn’t grow up with.
A smart bomb, when it explodes, makes everyone near it – smarter, more effective. Better.
Smart bomb. Has a nice ring to it. Imagine if you worked on something important and then it sort of exploded in your face. Youch.
Or, “EUREKA!” As in – “Used to express triumph upon finding or discovering something.”