Not so much my scam o meter but my, somebody-misappropriated-a-cargo-container-of-laptops-o-meter.
Sounds like ZioSys part two.
From that thread:
The ideals stowed upon every individual is, if the customer is NOT happy we are NOT happy. Period.
I don’t care if it costs us more money to fix your problem, or ship you a new hard drive. We will do it no questions asked.
Quotes from a multitude of responses to a customer who has no laptop or refund after over a month:
Companies just Brand now, and live off interest, and submit to a sh*tty corporate lifestyle, and live and drink their life away in churches.
All hail Billy Joel.
No one hear appreciates, people like you. We do our best, with what little people we have.
I myself have not slept in 3 days, I have not seen a bed in over 6 months.
I’m in all honesty only going to tell you the same thing three times, and after that. That’s it.
I’d rather pay a $75.00 charge back, than have someone parading around slandering my personal information everywhere. Do your job as a consumer, not a dilitant.
If your appalled at my logic, you should see the ways I talk to corporate folks.
Pride Before Profit, has some deeper meanings that most people think.
I’m still upholding the values we stand for, I’m losing sleep over a customer.
I need a f***ing vacation.
God, that shit is hilarious. Thanks for the link.
Engadget has had two articles so far on this. Read the comments in both if you need any further convincing that it’s a scam. To whit, medisoncelebrity.com is one of about 4 or 5 websites registered to the same physical address for various “ventures” by the same folks. There are red flags a-poppin’ for me on this one.
Crikey! That thread goes on for 640 pages! Brad is one seriously messed up dude.
gigi
July 31, 2007, 4:45pm
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<<First salt, then Medison, then lemon. Then you wake up in a shopping cart in a stranger’s bathroom with a pounding headache, no memory of last night and no idea where your clothes are.>>
gigi:
<<First salt, then Medison, then lemon. Then you wake up in a shopping cart in a stranger’s bathroom with a pounding headache, no memory of last night and no idea where your clothes are.>>
Don’t forget the note taped to your chest telling you to call 911 as you’re missing a kidney.