Idiot of the Week: An Open Letter to the Old Navy Director of Email Marketing

Dear Sir or Madam:

I regret to inform you that you are truly terrible at your job. Although, I don’t actually regret it, because you really should know better.  I’m sure you have a very fancy degree from a very fancy institution, but you seem to have neglected one basic principle that anyone with an email address could have told you: nobody wants to hear from you every single day. This is called “spamming the shit out of people.” You may recall that term from business school. I admit, I have no formal training in marketing like you surely do, but I do have an extensive background as a consumer and receiver of emails. And I can tell you that this approach of inundation is not effective.

Fun fact: did you know that our noses appear constantly in our field of vision, but our brains choose to ignore them because they are irrelevant? That is also what’s happened with your emails. They are such a standard fixture in my inbox that my brain has taken the liberty of erasing them from my field of vision. I don’t even see them, and I definitely don’t open them, read them, or visit your website because of them. Your subject line could read, “Marisa, I can’t believe you just laid down on your bed in the same clothes you wore on the metro, that is disgusting. How did I know that? I am watching you from your window!” and I wouldn’t bat an eye.

In addition to “playing it cool,” instead of contacting me with the tenacity of a jealous ex-boyfriend,  another concept you have failed to value is “the element of surprise.” If there is one thing I have learned after years of daily email notifications, it’s that you have a sale every day! Congratulations, you’ve just dissolved all sense of urgency for visiting your site. Why would I rush to take advantage of this sale when I know that a new one will start tomorrow? You aren’t even trying to pretend that there is a reason for your sales anymore. It used to be only on holidays – Black Friday Sale! Then you extended it to  seasons – Spring has Sprung Sale! Now you will have a sale for literally anything. This week I got an email from you saying “Happy Wednesday! 25% off!” Wednesday, really? Apparently regularly scheduled days of the week are cause for a sale now. What’s next? I Just Saved a Ton of Money on My Car Insurance Sale? I Pooped Today Sale?

Photo credit: zazzle.com

Photo credit: zazzle.com

Not only have you succeeded in making a sale old hat, but you have been feeding me scores of data for a trend analysis. Thanks to your daily emails, I have subconsciously observed patterns in your promotions, upon which I now base my shopping behavior; I know the count, and I know when to hit and when to stand. A 15% off sale? You’re joking right? 20% off? Better, but I’ll wait. 25% off and free shipping? It’s time to pounce. And if not, that’s okay too. Because in a few days, the sale will be back on to celebrate Tuesday or the sky being blue or something else earth-shattering.

This is yet another item to add to the list of things you should understand but obviously don’t: “Why Sales Work.” A sale drives business because people think they are getting a bargain. “This shirt is worth $25 but I am getting it for $17! I have beaten the system!” But when you have a sale every day, you devalue your product. Your customers, stupid as we are, will eventually catch on that maybe that shirt is only worth $17 in the first place if you are selling it for $17 every damn day. And that maybe you never even intended for it to be sold at the full retail price because it isn’t worth the full retail price, and only made the full retail price $25 so you could mark it down and trick customers into thinking they are getting that high $25 quality for a low $17 price. Eventually, when the adrenaline from saving $8 wears off, customers will realize that the system has been beating them this whole time.  Aren’t you the least bit worried what could happen when masses of customers grow wise to this mistreatment and decide to fight back, or have you not seen Rise of the Planet of the Apes?

While you consider this, you should also warn your cronies at the outlet mall because they are running the same game. Do you know how excited people get when they see a sign in a store window that says, “All stock 60% off!” Let me just tell you it is a near shit-your-pants level of excitement. You picture yourself looting the store and tossing the cashier $13 as you leave dragging a giant sack of merchandise behind you. So can you imagine how disappointed people get when they go inside to find that a t-shirt still costs $40 after that hefty discount because everything in the store has been marked up 100% so it could be marked down 60% at the register? Or did you think we wouldn’t notice? That kind of up and down can make for a very emotionally unstable customer.

I don’t know how you’ve managed to make so many mistakes, but I beseech you, correct some of them before we have a riot on our hands.

All the best,

Marisa

I’m a Winner!

I am very flattered to have been nominated by Nichole for the Versatile Blogger Award. She was nominated as well, so be sure to check out her wonderful blog, Things My Daughters Told Me. I also owe a big Thank You to Emily at The Okayest Mom and Okay, What If? for nominating me for the Super Sweet Blogger Award! I am also very excited to spread the love by nominating the following bloggers- check them out! Fellow nominees, see the rules below or on http://versatilebloggeraward.wordpress.com/vba-rules/ to find out how to accept the award.

Zebra Garden

The Waiting

50 Year Project

A Pretty Penny

New England Vintage Chic

Rarasaur

Musings of a Dancing Wino

The Irrefutable Opinion

The Dimwit Diary

Sherman Ave

Vodka & Cupcakes

Good Humored

Grandma Drives Me Crazy

The Average Life of a Secret Mom

You’ve Been Hooked!

And, much more reluctantly, I have come up with the requisite seven facts about myself, made more interesting with the support of visual aids:

1. When I first got a nose ring, my mom said this was the first thing she thought of:

But me and my nose ring look nothing like that.

2. This is usually my reaction to smelling bacon:

GIFSoup
“I gotta have – I love it!”

3. I talk as little as possible and rely heavily on expressive non-verbal communication.


GIFSoup

4. I make most of my decisions based on food and parking.

food

5. When I was in 4th grade some kid rammed into me on a moon bounce, causing me to chip my four front teeth. He asked if I was okay and I just stared at him like this as I held my precious teeth in my hands:


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6. In high school some guy left a love note in my locker and this was my reaction (though I was not wearing a falafel hat at the time):

7. Sometimes, I will write posts just to use my favorite GIFs.

If you have been nominated, here are The Rules for accepting your VBA:

1. Display the award on your blog.

2. Make a post about your win and link back to the wonderful person who nominated you.

3. Present 15 other deserving bloggers with the award.

4. Drop them a comment after your post to tip them off of their win.

5. Post 7 interesting things about yourself.

Idiot of the Week: Heavy Lies the Head with the Biggest Brain in the World

Photo credit: sonofneocles.blogspot.com

Photo credit: sonofneocles.blogspot.com

The problem with assuming that everyone is an idiot but me is that it makes me blind to the rare occasions when people actually know what they are doing. In these cases, this attitude backfires, making me the one and only idiot on the scene. Let’s take a quick poll to see how most people would handle the following situations. Your answers will reveal a lot about how smart you think you are vs. how smart you really are.

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This is the End

Not that movie. No, I’m talking about this roll of toilet paper. This is the end (of a toilet paper roll):

Exhibit A

Exhibit A

Not this:

Exhibit B

Exhibit B

You might look at Exhibit A and think that because there is still some paper left on the roll, that it isn’t over,  the roll is not done giving. But you would be wrong. That lonely white square is waving in surrender because that roll is done-zo.

But every now and then some little rascal* will try to get away with leaving you an Exhibit A. They delude themselves into thinking that this isn’t utterly useless. “What, I didn’t leave you with nothing, there was still some on there!” Oh really? What is it that you would have me do with this ‘something?’

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