A Giant awakens, and I'm off with Alice in Wonderland

When one comes to this blue planet with the decision to teach others to make beautiful, logical sequences of sounds, it is because one has to atone for past errors of judgement. I so regret the times that I must have driven my teachers to desperation when I considered myself good enough not to practice. All those good souls are now sagedly and good naturedly nodding their heads in agreement from those wispy clouds where they are in hiding. You see, they are hiding because they no longer want to be sent back to earth to teach the young ones. Fortunately, I know where to find them when I want to join them.

Yep. The earth shuddered and like a colossal heap of airy-fairiness, it stirred and lifted its little toe. You guess right, my friend, the DTI does exist. I nearly fell from my chair, but I couldn't because I was floored already.

Back in January 2009, I made several attempts to contact the DTI. Several attempts came to naught - they had fallen into a stupor and missed the planets ride to sublimity. Yet, today I get an email that starts "Dear Mario", and then continues in a style that is vaguely familiar. And the reason for that is, that the whole email after "Dear Mario," is a verbatim quote of a posting to this blog that I had made nearly half a year ago. It contains the part where I proudly pronounce my friendship with Lawrence of the FSB.

After about three of my own paragraphs, the email ends with:

For future reference please quote this number (1814536)

Response:

Please kindly see the attached complaint form, kindly fill it in for us and fax it to the dti, Office of Consumer Protection, Consumer Complaints.Fax: 012 394 2552/8, Fax: 012 394 2552/8, 012 394 2704 alternatively contact Mrs Bonolo Moloto Tel:+(012) 394 1558 Fax:+(012) 394 2558

Please contact us again if you require any further information or assistance.

Regards,

the dti customer contact centre

0861 84 33 84

A form is included, that starts with

Before you lodge this complaint you must first approach the service provider to attempt resolution of your complaint

I quietly chuckle whilst I check if I made any profits in Spread trading - I did, but not much. The hilarity is overwhelming, and was it not that some of you warned me against insanity I would have become depressed: Hey, all of you complainers, have you yet spoken with Patrick to trie and solve your problem? You must you know. Take note that there is a number for "future" reference. My deary,for all the bum-notes that have ever been played in the name of music, they haven't yet realized that the future has passed them by and that they become lost in the smelly fumes of planet Pluto - no offence to Donald Duck, but he comes to mind as well. In fact, I think Disney has reincarnated.

Anybody here who would like to volunteer to "contact them again for ... further advice and assistance?"

If you want me to publish the form, please let me know. I promise I will do so before the other toe stirs.