Dear Sir or Madam,
It must be quite hard to open a box and find 45 plastic poos and their corresponding complaints about your company on the inside.
And so is putting up with the way you have been treating European customers: constant delays, overpriced and underfeatured consoles, and so on.
Nothing you are not aware of, we believe.
We at gamerah.com (the videogame website with a highest ratio of atomic lizards per pixel) decided to take one step forward and speak up for your disillusioned customers. We came up with a campaign asking our readers to endorse a plastic poo and have it sent to your office, which you can read here.
The campaign was a success. It looks like people were expecting a chance to get back at you, and you are holding the (soft) evidence in your hands.
We are well aware of the fact that both Sony Spain and SCEE have their hands tied in this matter and the legitimate addressees of this letter are those Japanese businesspeople with small hands and twisted hearts over at SCEI. Thus, we encourage you to forward this parcel to your superiors in the land of the rising sun. We did not translate the complaints into Japanese, but alas, they do not seem to be very concerned about localising their games into our languages either. Even so, we believe they will not have much trouble in understanding the basic idea: one could say a box full of plastic poos speaks for itself.
We hope you do not take this wrong. Having unhappy customers is still much better than having no customers at all. We just feel like broken-hearted, resentful lovers. Most of us have purchased all your consoles and we felt rather let down when the PS3 was finally launched in Europe- perhaps because we had such high expectations about it. To us, booting up your system for the first time was like finding out that the girl of your dreams wears a wig, lacks three front teeth and is actually not a girl, but a male Nintendo fan.
Receive a cordial greeting from us and our readers.
A site about games and game paraphernalia and how nothing's as good as we remember it, probably because we used to inhabit a FANTASY WORLD.
What are we half-heartedly skimming RIGHT NOW?
Each post .02% worse than the last.
THE HTML ERAS
When men used to till the pages by hand.
12 years of wheat and chaff in one vast and impenetrable mass.
Some updates weren't universally hated by the entire world within seconds of being uploaded.
Links to that blog of yours you started up and were excited about for a whole weekend.
Some people we might've MET. Or at least seen in a room and been near.
Other sites we are happy to officially endorse without requiring Adwords spend.
Having one is compulsory, apparently. Ours is here. It is not meant to be funny.
People off the internet. Quality and commitment levels may vary.
It came with the template. Maybe in 2014 we'll jump on board the Twitter train and put that in here. Or a radio. That'd be nice.