Crappy Prizes
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
Competitions, raffles, give-aways... sure the prizes look great, but don't they always turn out a bit crap should you happen to win them?
The last raffle I bought tickets for, they'd just given away the all-expenses paid weekend in New York when my number came up. Rushing up to find out what I'd won, I was a little disappointed to be handed a box of "Biscuits for Cheese". Especially as they were busy serving the cheese course (complete with biscuits) as they drew the raffle.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 11:16)
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Printworks tickets.
Entered a competition a couple of years ago to win some "VIP" tickets for the opening of the new "Printworks" complex in Manchester, full of pubs, restaurants, bars and a cinema. After getting there, we realised that "VIP" was a big fucking lie. Fucking tons and tons of people (coupla thousand I reckon) crammed into an area in front of it whilst some idiot local radio DJ talked bollocks, then Lionel Fucking Ritchie played a few songs, then finally, we all got sheperded in. Nearly everything was closed, apart from one chicken restaurant that gave out free greasy chicken wings, and after about 5 minutes, we were all sheperded out again.
It was fucking shit.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 12:35, Reply)
Entered a competition a couple of years ago to win some "VIP" tickets for the opening of the new "Printworks" complex in Manchester, full of pubs, restaurants, bars and a cinema. After getting there, we realised that "VIP" was a big fucking lie. Fucking tons and tons of people (coupla thousand I reckon) crammed into an area in front of it whilst some idiot local radio DJ talked bollocks, then Lionel Fucking Ritchie played a few songs, then finally, we all got sheperded in. Nearly everything was closed, apart from one chicken restaurant that gave out free greasy chicken wings, and after about 5 minutes, we were all sheperded out again.
It was fucking shit.
( , Thu 4 Aug 2005, 12:35, Reply)
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