My Wife — Defender of the Little Guy
I have a cat (I’m sure you’ve heard), and since we have a two bathroom apartment, he occupies one bathroom to himself. We’ve stuck his litter box in the bathtub, behind a shower curtain.
My wife had the good idea of buying a Glade scented plugin to improve the smell. She set it to the lowest level and plugged it in.
When I came home, the entire apartment smelled like she’d spilled a bottle of disinfectant. Even on the lowest setting, it was just too strong. Maybe the low setting was for a Super Walmart, the medium for your average shopping mall, and the high for Texas Stadium. Whatever those levels were for, low was too much for our place.
So my wife, in true Ralph Nader fashion, emails the makers of Glade, explaining that their products sucks, and requesting a refund. The response comes quickly. They appreciate our feedback, and will be sending us a free refill cartridge for our plugin!
Think they even read my wife’s message? She picked up the phone and tenaciously waited on hold, seeking justice.
I now have a check for $4.32 sitting on my desk that I need to cash.
