I don’t even know what these things are called…but I sure do hate ‘em
I clicked a link left by someone on this site and arrived at this. Out pops a little man to help me.
Now I don’t know how to tell him this (literally): I don’t want his help. In the nicest possible way. I don’t want his intrusion onto my desktop and I don’t want the shock of his loud voice suddenly blasting from my MacBook in this office.
There are many ways I could explain why this approach doesn’t work for me.
Perhaps the simplest is to quote myself verbatim as I frantically hit the volume-off button on my keyboard.
“FUCK RIGHT OFF!”
I’m sorry to be direct but in the interests of honest feedback, I hope you’ll forgive my uncharacteristic forthrightness.
I think I’d be concerned if the marketing gimmick I put at the front of my website sent people away with such a strong negative reaction. Perhaps they don’t know because people like me don’t tell them.