If you read the newspapers with due diligence, (you do read newspapers, don't you?) you noticed the ads last week announcing a big class action settlement of a suit against some high-end cosmetics companies. Apparently they had been found guilty of price-fixing or some other dastardly deed.
The upshot was, that unless you excused yourself from the lawsuit, yeah, sure, you were entitled to a free cosmetic, "while supplies last." Kids, this was Lancome and Clarins and Estee Lauder, brands that I've spent hundred and hundred of dollars on in the past years.
So today, armed with the newsclipping and a list of products from the Web, I hied myself out to Macy's to be there when the door's opened. If isn't everyday someone hands you $25.00. When we pulled into the parking lot at 9:45, there were already a few cars waiting, all with women, nicely put together women from the look of them, cosmetics users all.
At 9:58 I went through the door, providentially at the cosmetics department, and was directed to the store entrance where the goodies were handed out. Sign your name, say what you want and voila! I got a cool Clarins morning moisturizing cream. Two minutes later we were back in the car. There wasn't a screaming jostling mob as I had feared, but maybe no one reads the paper anymore. It was like a little discount for trying to stay lovely.
We hustled home to get settled for the inaugural activities. How inspiring. It's like a dream come true.
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The upshot was, that unless you excused yourself from the lawsuit, yeah, sure, you were entitled to a free cosmetic, "while supplies last." Kids, this was Lancome and Clarins and Estee Lauder, brands that I've spent hundred and hundred of dollars on in the past years.
So today, armed with the newsclipping and a list of products from the Web, I hied myself out to Macy's to be there when the door's opened. If isn't everyday someone hands you $25.00. When we pulled into the parking lot at 9:45, there were already a few cars waiting, all with women, nicely put together women from the look of them, cosmetics users all.
At 9:58 I went through the door, providentially at the cosmetics department, and was directed to the store entrance where the goodies were handed out. Sign your name, say what you want and voila! I got a cool Clarins morning moisturizing cream. Two minutes later we were back in the car. There wasn't a screaming jostling mob as I had feared, but maybe no one reads the paper anymore. It was like a little discount for trying to stay lovely.
We hustled home to get settled for the inaugural activities. How inspiring. It's like a dream come true.
Grapeshot
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