The other day I was on someone or other's blog that focuses on aviation when one of those sidebar Google ads caught my attention. It was for an outfit called Blue Star Jets, which has a private jet for all of your corporate or non-corporate needs.
Jeez, I thought, I wonder how much it would cost to fly from Montreal to Osaka with Tai-chan (my son) on a private jet? Thinking I'd find out, I filled in their form, thinking I'd get a rate quote at the end of it. Foolishly, I entered my real phone number, and when I pushed "Submit" I just got a page saying they would call me.
This is three o'clock in the morning, and lo and behold, the phone rings! I picked up and quickly hung up.
Next evening the phone rings and Brigitte gets it. She has no idea what the guy is saying and passes it to me. It's Randy from Blue Star Jets!
"So you're thinking of taking one of our jets from Montreal to Japan, I understand."
I kind of stuttered and said "Well, actually, I just wanted to find out what the possible rates were, I wasn't actually thinking of --"
CLICK.
Well, feller, you just lost yourself a customer. I'd rather be caught dead than be seen on one of Blue Star Jets' jets. Too bad, Britney and Hosni and Warren (Buffet), you won't be sitting next to me sipping '46 Chateauneuf du Pape anytime soon.
Nosirree Bob. Not moi.
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