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I decided to organize a weekly creative writing exercise in the office to sharpen the skills of the writing pool. Everyone takes a turn inventing an exercise or a prompt.

The only general rule we've been using is that it should be doable in an hour or so. We've also tried to keep things fun.

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Letter of Complaint

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Exercise 1 - Letter of complaint

The exercise was simply to write a seething letter of complaint on a bought product.  The variable was what product to complain about.  It was up to the writer to invent the circumstances and nature of the complaint.  After a brief discussion and after eliminating gender-specific ideas, we all settled on a television set.



The Manager

Sony, television department


Dear Sir,


My name is Orven Enoveso and I am a loyal user of your brand of television sets.  In fact our family has bought your sets since as far back as I can remember to include my great grandmother in the pre-war years.  She was a proud owner of a Le Fleur classic model which had the then revolutionary sliding door protecting the screen and the handsomely varnished tan wood finish.  It would not be an exaggeration to say that our clan, through the years, has held your brand in the highest regard for its quality, stylish design, great features and unsurpassed value. 


Until now.


My sudden change of heart stems from my recent purchase of your latest XXX 2006 model with the highly touted and much-hyped theatre quality and sound.  When I view my favorite movies on my new Sony, I dim the lights and ready a full tub of fresh popcorn and cans of ice-cold soda.  The resemblance to the theatre experience, however, ends there.


How the hell can you claim in your ads that XXX 2006 has state of the art surround speakers when all they do is surround me quietly like expensive free-standing sculptures eyeing me suspiciously as I pull on my hair in frustration, and I don't even have any left anymore.  I cannot, for the love of God hear them at all.  Where they even designed to work at all?  The only good use I have for them now is as a flashy coat hanger.


You boast of high quality, theatre-like color reproduction when what I'm actually seeing every night looks like a dream sequence replete with elegant mist fluttering across the screen every two and a half seconds.  Only I'm watching Lawrence of Arabia!  How can you have mist in the Sahara?  Did you design that distraction to be that regular and impossible to ignore?  Because your engineering department certainly has succeeded in pissing me off!


When I'm ready to give up after endless minutes of cursing and fiddling with your dainty little remote control, I discover that the set can't even be turned off.  When I reach behind to unplug the cord, I finally get to see theatre quality special effects and sounds as I suddenly suffer from a horribly loud and blinding electrocution. 


I swear by my great grandmother's grave, I will spend my all, as soon as I recover from my first degree burns and third degree humiliation in front of my househelp, that I will sue your collective asses to court even if it takes me the rest of my TV-viewing life.



Curses and more curses,



Orven Enoveso

Posted at 01:23 pm by bisoy


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