Surviving the Workday

I’ve been forwarding GhostGirl some of the more heinous electronic “holiday” greeting cards for businesses that I’ve received, and she has coined the phrase “crad” to describe these crappy cards. I’m sure there’s a circle of hell reserved for us for this most ungenerous practice, but I prefer to think it’s because GhostGirl and I are both interested in marketing and how images are presented. A sampling of said cards included:

–a greeting card in which the identically dressed staff wore clothing prominently displaying an unrelated label (e.g., LL Bean, Gap, etc.);

–a greeting card that directed me to play a holiday game (the game did not work, and required intellectual work on my part—not interesting to me at this moment in time);

–the world’s most depressing view of a certain college campus, which almost prompted me to burst into tears ; and

–anything with crappy electronic music.

It’s the thought that counts. (Repeat three times). And, yes, that’s a hamster-powered shredder. The only redeemingly quality these cards seem to have is that they’re electronic and didn’t kill a tree.