Saturday, September 27, 2008

The Banality of Evil















When I had a WaMu mortgage (fixed rate, mind you), if I dialed 1-800 instead of 1-888 to reach them, I got a porn service.














The topiary of a failed bank . . . (wait, maybe topiary is not the right word. but then again, maybe bank's not the right word!)

1 comment:

willko said...

When I was young my father who is a train man would have to call into the companies automated service to see when he had to go to work next. My father had memorized the number but only by touch, if he wasn't dialing he didn't really know what the number was. There was one time that he told me a number and a sexy voice came on the other line. I was 12 and I think my face turned red. I hung up the phone and said "Dad that wasn't your work."