Careless professional people astound me. I don't know what it is in me that finds it so hard to comprehend. Is science working on isolating the Dumbass Gene yet? If they're waiting on an invitation, here goes:
Please find the Dumbass Gene.
Love, The Rest of Us. <3<3<3
I'm very careless sometimes; Amanda can attest to that. But somehow that carelessness seems to limit itself to my free time - when I'm not doing work that a multimillion dollar company depends on me doing correctly. I spell check. I double-check. I'm careful.
Not everyone is. Take, for instance, the astonishing boobery over at Proxyconn.com, some ISP offering DSL or somesuch. I'm not in the market for DSL. I already have Cable. So how did I find out about them?
Their ad above my Yahoo! inbox this morning. Their ad that contained two animated .GIFs of a tiger running, I assume to insinuate that the company offers both power AND speed.
Apparently, they don't have anyone doing quality control checking their ads though. Here's what the tigers looked like:
It's freaking upside down, you dopes!
Here's a shot of the actual ad just to drive the point home:
If you were actually shopping for a new DSL provider, would you even consider these dorks for a fraction of a second? They can't even get their tigers right-side up.