Whenever I try to buy something from Radio Shack, they try to insist that if I someday wanted to return something, they need my street address. Quite frankly, I would never return anything to that store, if only to keep my address out of their database. I’m tired of having five trees worth of junk mail showing up in my mailbox every day, and I don’t need any more. Last night the clerk actually got angry with me when I questioned why they needed my address. My big mistake, though, was using my credit card – now they probably can get my address. So much for my grand plan to foil their marketing schemes…
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God one! You know, nowadays, almost everywhere you go, they want some kind of personal info. and if you don’t provide it, they get their undies in a twist! Whatup with that? What happened to the days when they just wanted your money?!Too bad about that credit card!
hi how are you. so how is michelle.