So yesterday, the phone rings in Stoughton around noon. I pick it up and someone asks for Sue. I say she's not here. So:

“Well, this is xxxx calling to follow up with her since she has taken some of the cooking classes here before, that we are no longer sending out postcards to remind people of new classes.”

Right now I know where this is going and I'm thinking over and over “don't you dare say it. don't you dare say it.”

“Instead we are directing all of our customers to our brand new website, xxxx where a complete listing of all future classes and their availabilities reside. So if you could please tell her to visit the site if she would like to take any classes, that would be great.”

This was obviously just some employee there who probably didn't know who she was actually calling and not the evil woman herself, but I wanted to rip her damn head off. I have yet to receive anything but the initial down payment for that site which was well over a year ago. No design approval lockdown phase, no completion or launch phase. Nothing. And now they're making their money off of it, using it, telemarketing it and actually had the balls to call ME (granted they didn't know they'd get me, but they should have known it'd be shaky ground to call my family) and tell me to use the site.

FECK OFF