best. iPod. ever.
So, we get a lot of crazy packaging. And we got a winner -- even beat out the iPod wrapped in a pair of Tommy Hilfiger socks -- that was wrapped and taped carefully in white paper and had a drawing on the front. It read:
I R BROKD.
(hand-drawn picture of iPod with frowny face.)
U R 2 B FIXORZING
MI NAO PLZ?
(hand-drawn picture of a kitty using a screwdriver to fix iPods.)
THXKBAI.
This got passed around the entire office, front and back. Everyone got a laugh, and Rod mentioned wanting to know the owner's name. I didn't think much of it, but we all agreed that we had to keep the wrapper.
Then we opened it, and realized that a name was engraved on the back, and it was my mother's. My sister drew the pictures when my mom sent the thing in.
It is now sitting on my desk, and that rocks.
(and the customer notes on my mom's receipt begins with the line, "We are in your iPods, fixin your bads.")
I R BROKD.
(hand-drawn picture of iPod with frowny face.)
U R 2 B FIXORZING
MI NAO PLZ?
(hand-drawn picture of a kitty using a screwdriver to fix iPods.)
THXKBAI.
This got passed around the entire office, front and back. Everyone got a laugh, and Rod mentioned wanting to know the owner's name. I didn't think much of it, but we all agreed that we had to keep the wrapper.
Then we opened it, and realized that a name was engraved on the back, and it was my mother's. My sister drew the pictures when my mom sent the thing in.
It is now sitting on my desk, and that rocks.
(and the customer notes on my mom's receipt begins with the line, "We are in your iPods, fixin your bads.")