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Aladdin 5301 Virginia Way Suite 350 Brentwood, TN 37027
August 18, 2007
Dear Aladdin,
I own an Aladdin tumbler. Usually I just pour coffee into it, then gradually caffeinate myself throughout the day. I work at a consulting firm for consulting firms. We consult other consulting firms on how to consult other firms. It’s a general mess of paperwork, is what it is… so my boss requires me to keep my coffee in a spill-proof tumbler.
Last year, Dawkins dropped a cup of Joe on a large pile of consulting sheets. His ass was consulted right out of there. That’s why I consult my Aladdin tumbler for all my temporary coffee storage needs.
During a rather boring consultation meeting recently, I noticed the word aladdin on my tumbler. “Strange,” I said to myself. “That’s that one guy from that one movie.”
I pretended to go to the bathroom so I could test a theory. Aladdin tumbler in hand, I rubbed the side hoping a wise old genie would appear and grant me three wishes. Nothing of the sort happened! Here is what I was planning on wishing for:
1. Less consulting 2. More naptime 3. A hundred dollar bill
Naturally, I felt deceived. Cheated. What kind of product would be called aladdin and not have a magical, whimsical genie inside?
I advise you to change the name of your company to something like “Ford” or “Pepsi” that will not be confused with anything else. Good day.
Sincerely,
Kevin Dickinson |
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