Every week I used to get spammy, trashy letters from a credit card firm. I had no desire to have one of their 40% APR cards. 52 letters a year. Got a bit sick of it in the end and noticed prepaid envelopes in there so started filling them with prawns and banana peel. The envelope was the type that takes over a week in the UK mail, so by the time they got them back they were rancid. After a while the letters stopped dont know if it was due to my effort or not.
Hahahaha. I fully laughed out loud. That’s brilliant. Prawns is full on evil, but they deserve it. Your act of petty vengeance has probably made my day. Thanks! :)
Sadly you’re probably right - same as shouting at a company over the phone, it’s most likely some poor minimum wage worker actually dealing with it all.
So I guess the correct thing to do is to track down the personal home address of the boss.
Every week I used to get spammy, trashy letters from a credit card firm. I had no desire to have one of their 40% APR cards. 52 letters a year. Got a bit sick of it in the end and noticed prepaid envelopes in there so started filling them with prawns and banana peel. The envelope was the type that takes over a week in the UK mail, so by the time they got them back they were rancid. After a while the letters stopped dont know if it was due to my effort or not.
Hahahaha. I fully laughed out loud. That’s brilliant. Prawns is full on evil, but they deserve it. Your act of petty vengeance has probably made my day. Thanks! :)
TB I kind of regret it a bit. I probably subjected the postman and low paid staff to it more than the people responsible.
Sadly you’re probably right - same as shouting at a company over the phone, it’s most likely some poor minimum wage worker actually dealing with it all.
So I guess the correct thing to do is to track down the personal home address of the boss.