First complaint of the season....

It was a rebound complaint from last year! These people hold grudges! When the picking is beautiful, the berries are huge, there are more of them than anyone could possibly deal with: and someone made a complaint about last year's picking?

On another note, we've been thinking of automating the phone lines so that we can each have an extension. Berry Queen would be One, SuperNan would be Two, and I would be Three.

"To speak with the field manager, press Three"

"To speak with our complaints department, press Three"

"To make a residual complaint about last year's picking conditions, press Three"

"To inquire about picking conditions, press Three"

"To ask if there is fruit available, press Three"

"To speak with our advertising executive, press Three"

"To make any positive comments you have, press One or Two"

We were thinking of going one further and singing it in Gregorian Chant. And every Friday, we would thank our customers for appreciating that we fast from speach on these days, and be satisfied with dead silence on the line.

Toonses