I always thought of myself as a fan of Old Mother Tesco, but my sense of good feeling towards the old girl is becoming a bit strained. Yeah, she knows how to treat her basic Scottish punters as you can see from the above photo, but the rest of us are not exactly feeling the lurve that we used to.
In the pub tonight I got a text telling me that as of the 16th March the cost of my Tesco mobile phone contract will go down from the £10.21 a month that I pay to just a tenner, and for that I will get 500 minutes, 5000 texts and 10 gig of data. The problem is that my existing contract gives me unlimited texts and unlimited data...
As the bloke I was drinking with said, we should all go and dance in the streets 'cos Big Brother has just announced an increase in the chocolate ration.
The good news about all this is that it confirms what a lot of people already think: modern capitalism really is not just about shafting people, it's also about pretending that they are doing us these humongous favours while they do it.
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