Mary Vandever

I received a post card in the mail. Final Notice. Your warranty has expired. The first time I received the alleged final notice it was a bit jarring. It conveyed finality, termination, the ultimate end. Deep down, I did not want to have to buy a new warranty but their urgency would have me believe that the product would disintegrate immediately if I didn’t renew.
On the other hand it sounded promising. I would never hear from them again. I decided that my decision did not have to be rushed. I could take time and give it some thought. They will never know that I took extra time to make my decision or will they? I didn’t think so. Time passed.
It has been about a year and I get a post card regularly informing me that this is my FINAL NOTICE. It’s not quite as jarring as the first one but now I have to wonder what it will mean if they stop sending me final notices.
The same thing applies to catalogs. There is a big gold or red sticker on the front cover that informs me that this is my LAST CHANCE. Order today to keep receiving our catalog. How great is this? I won’t have to worry about last chances anymore. I dared to hope. That was umpteen catalogs ago. They just keep on coming and coming and coming.

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