How to Get on My Bad Side
by Scott Hardie on June 16, 2009
Sign me up for information about lap band surgery, using my work email address and work phone number. I've been getting calls from various hospitals since last week.
At first I thought it was my friend and co-worker Aaron (not Shurtleff), since he has a mischievous sense of humor, but he denies it. It could be well-intentioned or a mean prank; I have no idea. But either way it pisses me off at a place where I don't need more stress.
Four Replies to How to Get on My Bad Side
Aaron Shurtleff | June 16, 2009
I have done similar things to people that I have issues with (no sense being untruthful), but I nether have issues with you, Scott, nor would I even have that kind of information. It wasn't this Aaron, either. That is really crappy. I'm glad I outgrew such nonsense years ago.
Jackie Mason | June 18, 2009
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Justin Conner | August 23, 2009
I don't know what the intent of the e-mail intent was. Lap band is a serious risky, life-changing surgery. If socially inept good-intented, they probably didn't realize that the suggestion was like saying: "Hey, you have bad breath. Why don't you have all your teeth pulled and get dentures."
Some people are mean, but the majority are just ignorant.
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Amy Austin | June 16, 2009
That's pretty shitty. ;-(