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DIRECTV - Direct TV Directs IT upyours

Illiterate, contradicting, deliberately annoying DIRECT-TV salepeople. James: I informed him that I'm a potential new customer, and he replies since you already had service you'll have to call in, I'll be glad to give you the number; And then CUTS ME OFF - GOODBY Great salesmanship, the MANAGER must reflect in his staff. Another salesperson: I inquire about delayed 3 free months of premium channels, she says yes, sure, then probably then I never heard of this before, I'll connect you to a supervisor then hangs up. I inquire about payment options, and she says monthly is OK, PERIOD. Then I ask about services - details regarding packages - she informs me, then she states that you don't gett that with certain payments, yet didn't mention this previously when I asked about payments. We are past - no fast - becomming a third world, we are an eighth world. Explanation: third world people postmigratorily established around 50 to 75 thousand years ago, mankind originated in Africa about 200 thousand years ago (I've heard several varying estimates all DNA based - oddly enough)so prorated or extrapolated that makes Africa about eighth world. And we are absorbing and de-evolving at a tremendous pace. Go Devo! Go James!
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#255228 Review #255228 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Cumberland, Maryland
Service
Directv Tv Service
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Altoona.com - continues *** spamming me

Altoona.com - continues *** spamming me Dear Altoona.com: You are rather niggardly in your use or decorum, the following will suit you just fine: The female *** is the second dirtiest orifice in the human anatomy! The female *** is just urinary incontinence! God punk'd you. May muslims have your head on a stick; how do you like this society. You are rather niggardly in your use or decorum, the following will suit you just fine: The female *** is the second dirtiest orifice in the human anatomy! The female *** is just urinary incontinence! God punk'd you. May muslims have your head on a stick; how do you like this society.
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#242088 Review #242088 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Cumberland, Maryland
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Hosses - Bedford (PA) Hoss’s Hosin

Hoss's Self Tipping Sirloin Tip via a la carte listed as "have a side" - No a la carte posted Hosin Hosses They advertise meals for $10. I ordered fast-food style at Hosses. I specifically asked three or four times if the Sirloin Tip Managers Special was identical to the $10 Sirloin Tip posted on the wall. The reason I asked three times was because I got nebulous and ambiguous responses and one stating that it was not the same as the Sirloin Steak - thank you. I was eventually told yes. The chalkboard special offered a list of "sides" to select from; one would infer that a side implies that it is included in the meal, particularly when I asked if the chalkboard special is identical to the $10 meals on the wall. That and the fact that the fast-food style order-taker was so considerate to elucidate the difference between Steak and Tips, one would think she could be considerate enough to point out that the "sides" were a la carte and not truly sides, but a bait and switch scheme, and theft by deception. I received the bill, the "side" was over $5 and I didn't even finish it. This was a bait and switch scheme, and theft by deception, conspiracy, and corruption of minors, but the police would not enforce this or respond if called, not unless one refused to pay. This is what partially fortressed the anti capitalistic attitude: businesses rights outweighing the working man's. A child steals an orange and he leaves in handcuffs, the same store continuously overcharges at the counter, and your are told by the Gestapo to fill out these forms and stand in line until they vouchsafe a decision. The order-taker was a rude conwoman, the seater found a seat, and the waitress waited; unfortunately, I left a note stating that the tip reflected the entire pre-served experience and the expectation of goods received. The meal was mediocre, a little salty; they asked me if I wanted any A1 steak sauce, I should have requested some hosin sauce as it may have quelled the *** I got.
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#171238 Review #171238 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Junior Reviewer

Burger King; Bedford, PA - Burger a la ka mode

I slammed the car-door shut leaving the heater inside. I wanted to get in and out as quick as possible; just keep this simple so I ordered a number 1 without condiments from the young lady behind the counter. She looked at me puzzled - I assumed that she would be familiar with the term since she worked in the food industry - so I said without any gooey stuff, nothing squirted on pistola like, just lettuce, tomatoes, onions and pickles. She said "so you want it plain", I assumed it was colloquial fast food lingo for without condiments. When I unwrapped my burger it was plain, not fast food lingo plain, just plain – burger and bun. I decided never to eat there again, this happened here before; besides, if you visit this place in the summer you get to savor a noisome odor wafting from the nearby sewage treatment plant – the local youth lay claim to a monster lurking in the lagoon, others say it was just a pet komoda dragon that escaped – the local must have been planned according to the prevailing winds. I needed to get some money soon, pay a visit to the local ATM; at least I didn't give any tithings to Dennis Miller; I think he's going into the preachin business; it's easier to listen to peoples philistinian philosophical opinions on theology and eschatology and then mutually praise each other than have topics; although, I wonder when he questions a caller when he says that he doesn't think there actually are atheists, says that he takes people at face value, then later agrees with another caller stating that: "yea, there are no atheists in foxholes." Why not take this individuals statement at face value. Halleluah, it's a miracle, send your tithing to Dennis Miller…, but why digress, he's OK. I went to the restroom and apparently rested because the shithouse limerick, "here I sit broken hearted, paid a nickel to …." crossed my mind, but while resting two people entered; at first I thought it was a teenager showing his nephew the ways of his world: he kept saying *** on the wall, and *** here and there, assumingly to no avail; perhaps he was demonstrating. It was hard to tell, it was also hard to discern the other persons age or gender; was it a young male child, a young male, or a female – it very well may have been the later - the "sterile" quasi-echoing bathroom walls are not exactly anechoic chambers. The "˜female' one said; "you're holding your, "you can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay …but ya doesn't hafta to call me ________; or _______, Paul, and Mary" with your gloves on?"; he said yea sure, that's what give this food flavor. Apparently the "kids" don't just use their gloves when cooking or serving, they use the same pair of gloves for everything. There was some other banter about *** elsewhere as well. I was growing tired from all the resting, so I decided to furtively greet my fellow guests – introduce myself, so to speak -, but upon standing my motion was detected and I heard an almost guttural engulfing sound; the komoda dragon from the lagoon was summoned via the sewer pipes. My quests were gone in an instant, nothing left but their cleaning kit lying on the floor; that and the freshly hosed down walls, and floors, and…. Upon leaving the "restaurant", I relayed my experience to an elderly gentleman who appeared to be "dining" with his wife and another couple earlier; he said he wished I hadn't told him that, I suppose he prefers not knowing what makes the food so tasty. Perhaps it's a miraculously whipped special sauce prepared pistola style – applied with kid gloves. I went back to the car, my heater was still there, but then so was the steering wheel and dashboard. I always knew not to eat in most restaurants, particularly fast food places, and fast food places with young people is absolutely forbidden; they're bored, raised by children themselves, and the corporate hatred mentality – not all undeservingly so - exacerbates the situation. So this will absolutely do it for me, I will never again eat in a fast food restaurant again; I'll stick with something wholesome, like oatmeal with a small percentage of rat ***.. Bedford Burger King Manager: This occurred at 8 p.m. , Friday night on the 15th of January, 2010
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#326173

So...what exactly did you want on this sandwich??? Without condiments is plain, salt and pepper are also condiments. If you are that picky do everyone a favor and eat at home.

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#171237 Review #171237 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Service
Burger King Manager
Junior Reviewer

Burger King; Bedford, PA - Burger a la ka mode

I slammed the car-door shut leaving the heater inside. I wanted to get in and out as quick as possible; just keep this simple so I ordered a number 1 without condiments from the young lady behind the counter. She looked at me puzzled - I assumed that she would be familiar with the term since she worked in the food industry - so I said without any gooey stuff, just lettuce, tomatoes, onions and pickles. She said "so you want it plain", I assumed it was colloquial fast food lingo for without condiments. When I unwrapped my burger it was plain, not fast food lingo plain, just plain – burger and bun. I decided never to eat there again, this happened here before; besides, if you visit this place in the summer you get to savor a noisome odor wafting from the nearby sewage treatment plant – the local youth lay claim to a monster lurking in the lagoon, others say it was just a pet komoda dragon that escaped – the local must have been planned according to the prevailing winds. I needed to get some money soon, pay a visit to the local ATM; at least I didn't give any tithings to Dennis Miller; I think he's going into the preachin business; it's easier to listen to peoples philistinian philosophical opinions on theology and eschatology and then mutually praise each other than have topics; although, I wonder when he questions a caller when he says that he doesn't think there actually are atheists, says that he takes people at face value, then later agrees with another caller stating that: "yea, there are no atheists in foxholes." Why not take this individuals statement at face value. Halleluah, send your tithing to Dennis Miller…, but why digress, he's OK. I went to the restroom and apparently rested because the shithouse limerick, "here I sit broken hearted, paid a nickel to …." crossed my mind, but while resting two people entered; at first I thought it was a teenager showing his nephew the ways of his world: he kept saying *** on the wall, and *** here and there, assumingly to no avail; perhaps he was demonstrating. It was hard to tell, it was also hard to discern the other persons age or gender; was it a young male child, a young male, or a female – it very well may have been the later - the "sterile" quasi-echoing bathroom walls are not exactly anechoic chambers. The "˜female' one said; "you're holding your, "you can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay …but ya doesn't hafta to call me ________; or _______, Paul, and Mary" with your gloves on?"; he said yea sure, that's what give this food flavor. Apparently they don't just use their gloves when cooking or serving, they use the same pair of gloves for everything. There was some other banter about *** elsewhere as well. I was growing tired from all the resting, so I decided to furtively greet my fellow guests – introduce myself, so to speak -, but upon standing my motion was detected and I heard an almost guttural engulfing sound; the komoda dragon from the lagoon was summoned via the sewer pipes. My quests were gone in an instant, nothing left but their cleaning kit lying on the floor; that and the freshly hosed down walls, and floors, and…. Upon leaving the "restaurant", I relayed my experience to an elderly gentleman who appeared to be "dining" with his wife and another couple earlier; he said he wished I hadn't told him that, I suppose he prefers not knowing what makes the food so tasty. I went back to the car, my heater was still there, but then so was the steering wheel and dashboard. I always knew not to eat in most restaurants, particularly fast food places, and fast food places with young people is absolutely forbidden; they're bored, raised by children themselves, and the corporate hatred mentality – not all undeservingly so - exacerbates the situation. So this will absolutely do it for me, I will never again eat in a fast food restaurant again; I'll stick with something wholesome, like oatmeal with a small percentage of rat ***.. Bedford Burger King Manager: This occurred at 8 p.m. , Friday night on the 15th of January, 2010 Burger King; Bedford, PA - Burger a la ka mode
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:upset

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#170524 Review #170524 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Service
Burger King Manager
Junior Reviewer

Burger King,;Bedford, PA -Burger a la ka mode

I slammed the car-door shut leaving the heater inside. I wanted to get in and out as quick as possible; just keep this simple so I ordered a number 1 without condiments from the young lady behind the counter. She looked at me puzzled - I assumed that she would be familiar with the term since she worked in the food industry - so I said without any gooey stuff, just lettuce, tomatoes, onions and pickles. She said "so you want it plain", I assumed it was colloquial fast food lingo for without condiments. When I unwrapped my burger it was plain, not fast food lingo plain, just plain – burger and bun. I decided never to eat there again, this happened here before; besides, if you visit this place in the summer you get to savor a noisome odor wafting from the nearby sewage treatment plant – the local youth lay claim to a monster lurking in the lagoon, others say it was just a pet komoda dragon that escaped – the local must have been planned according to the prevailing winds. I needed to get some money soon, pay a visit to the local ATM; at least I didn't give any tithings to Dennis Miller; I think he's going into the preachin business; it's easier to listen to peoples philistinian philosophical opinions on theology and eschatology and then mutually praise each other than have topics; although, I wonder when he questions a caller when he says that he doesn't think there actually are atheists, says that he takes people at face value, then later agrees with another caller stating that: "yea, there are no atheists in foxholes." Why not take this individuals statement at face value. Halleluah, send your tithing to Dennis Miller…, but why digress. I went to the restroom and apparently rested because the shithouse limerick, "here I sit broken hearted, paid a nickel to …." crossed my mind, but while resting two people entered; at first I thought it was a teenager showing his nephew the ways of his world: he kept saying *** on the wall, and *** here and there, assumingly to no avail; perhaps he was demonstrating. It was hard to tell, it was also hard to discern the other persons age or gender; was it a young male child, a young male, or a female – it very well may have been the later - the "sterile" quasi-echoing bathroom walls are not exactly anechoic chambers. The "˜female' one said; "you're holding your, "you can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay …but ya doesn't hafta to call me ________; or _______, Paul, and Mary" with your gloves on?"; he said yea sure, that's what give this food flavor. Apparently they don't just use their gloves when cooking or serving, they use the same pair of gloves for everything. There was some other banter about *** elsewhere as well. I was growing tired from all the resting, so I decided to furtively greet my fellow guests – introduce myself, so to speak -, but upon standing my motion was detected and I heard an almost guttural engulfing sound; the komoda dragon from the lagoon was summoned via the sewer pipes. My quests were gone in an instant, nothing left but their cleaning kit lying on the floor; that and the freshly hosed down walls, and floors, and…. Upon leaving the "restaurant", I relayed my experience to an elderly gentleman who appeared to be "dining" with his wife and another couple earlier; he said he wished I hadn't told him that, I suppose he prefers not knowing what makes the food so tasty. I went back to the car, my heater was still there, but then so was the steering wheel and dashboard. I always knew not to eat in most restaurants, particularly fast food places, and fast food places with young people is absolutely forbidden; they're bored, raised by children themselves, and the corporate hatred mentality – not all undeservingly so - exacerbates the situation. So this will absolutely do it for me, I will never again eat in a fast food restaurant again; I'll stick with something wholesome, like oatmeal with a small percentage of rat ***.. Bedford Burger King Manager: This occurred at 8 p.m. , Friday night on the 15th of January, 2010 Bedford Burger a la ka mode
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#169306 Review #169306 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Service
Burger King Manager
Junior Reviewer

Burger King a la mode

I slammed the car-door shut leaving the heater inside. I wanted to get in and out as quick as possible; just keep this simple so I ordered a number 1 without condiments from the young lady behind the counter. She looked at me puzzled - I assumed that she would be familiar with the term since she worked in the food industry - so I said without any gooey stuff, just lettuce, tomatoes, onions and pickles. She said "so you want it plain", I assumed it was colloquial fast food lingo for without condiments. When I unwrapped my burger it was plain, not fast food lingo plain, just plain – burger and bun. I decided never to eat there again, this happened here before; besides, if you visit this place in the summer you get to savor a noisome odor wafting from the nearby sewage treatment plant – the local youth lay claim to a monster lurking in the lagoon – the local must have been planned according to the prevailing winds. I needed to get some money soon, pay a visit to the local ATM; at least I didn't give any tithings to Dennis Miller; I think he's going into the preachin business; it's easier to listen to peoples philosophical philistinian opinion on theology and eschatology and then mutually praise each other than have topics; although, I wonder when he questions a caller when he says that he doesn't think there actually are atheists, says that he takes people at face value, then later agrees with another caller stating that: "yea, there are no atheists in foxholes." Why not take this individuals statement at face value. Hallelujah, send your tithing to Dennis Miller…, but why digress. I went to the restroom and apparently rested because the shithouse limerick, "here I sit broken hearted, paid a nickel to …." crossed my mind, but while resting two people entered; at first I thought it was a teenager showing his nephew the ways of his world: he kept saying *** on the wall, and *** here and there, assumingly to no avail; perhaps he was demonstrating. It was hard to tell, it was also hard to discern the other persons age or gender; was it a young male child, a young male, or a female – it very well may have been the later - the "sterile" quasi-echoing bathroom walls are not exactly anechoic chambers. The "˜female' one said; "you're holding your, "you can call me Ray, or you can call me Jay …but ya doesn't hafta to call me ________; or _______, Paul, and Mary" with your gloves on?"; he said yea sure, that's what give this food flavor. Apparently they don't just use their gloves when cooking or serving, they use the same pair of gloves for everything. There was some other banter about *** elsewhere as well. I was growing tired from all the resting, so I decided to furtively greet my fellow guests – introduce myself, so to speak -, but upon standing my motion was detected and I heard an almost guttural engulfing sound; the monster from the lagoon was summoned via the sewer pipes. My quests were gone in an instant. Upon leaving the "restaurant", I relayed my experience to an elderly gentleman who appeared to be "dining" with his wife and another couple earlier; he said he wished I hadn't told him that, I suppose he prefers not knowing what makes the food so tasty. I went back to the car, my heater was still there, but then so was the steering wheel and dashboard. I always knew not to eat in most restaurants, particularly fast food places, and fast food places with young people is absolutely forbidden; they're bored, raised by children themselves, and the corporate hatred mentality exacerbates the situation. So this will absolutely do it for me, I will never again eat in a fast food restaurant again; I'll stick with something wholesome, like oatmeal with it's half of a percent of rat ***, or whatever amount it is. Burger King Manager: This occurred at 8 p.m. , Friday night on the 15th of January, 2010
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#168947 Review #168947 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Service
Burger King Manager
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InsiderPages - After complaining to PissedConsumer, they email me stating situation resolved -but they DID NOT!!!

NEXT TIME I'LL USE: PISSEDCONSUMER.COMAfter complaining to PissedConsumer, they email me stating situation resolved -but they DID NOT!!! Here's their email:-----Original Message-----From: "Insider Pages Customer Service" [customerservice@***.com]Date: 12/09/2009 02:04 PMTo: Subject: Re: Your review Thank you for contacting us. The review you posted has been deleted per your request and your membership cancelled Thank you, My reply:No! It has not been deleted. Little Barn Discount Groceries - Bedford, PA 1 review Read 2 Reviews of Little Barn Discount Groceries in Bedford, PA. Review deleted - WHY I THEY CAN'T AND WON'T EDIT IT! InsiderPages Customer Service Customerservice@***.com www.Insiderpages.Com
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#163966 Review #163966 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
Junior Reviewer

Insiderpages.com can't/won't edit; or cancel membership and cancel or edit review.

Insiderpages.com can't/won't edit; or cancel membership and cancel or edit review. Attempted to edit review/comment two or three dozen times to no avail. Contacted them requesting an edit originally and then requesting cancel and edit or deletion of comment over six times to no avail. You can contact then at:customerservice@***.com Insiderpages.com sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! Don't respond when contacted! Insiderpages.com SUCKS! Review at little barn discount groceries in Bedford, PA should read: "Originally great prices! Now - frequently, great prices! Posting Overload on "No refunds on reduced items" in the vestibule. Still believe a liberal return policy - by management - is more of a customer oriented policy, assuming people wouldn't abuse it."
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probably another yid(juda) owner

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I have e-mailed insiderpages several times to ask a question and to fix an issue i noticed with my posting. They have NOT responded ONCE!

I don't know what to assume here, but so far i take can only think that they have terrible customer service, they just don't care if you have a problem or issue. I thought this was supposed to be a good website to be a part of, but it seems like it was a mistake.

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#163867 Review #163867 is a subjective opinion of poster.
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Mifflintown, Pennsylvania
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INSIDERPAGES.COM

Insiderpages.com sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY Insiderpages.com SUCKS! This review site sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY This review site SUCKS! Insiderpages.com sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY Insiderpages.com SUCKS! This review site sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY This review site SUCKS! Insiderpages.com sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY Insiderpages.com SUCKS! This review site sucks! Can't edit message – site nonfunctional! REPEATEDLY Don't respond when contacted! REPEATEDLY This review site SUCKS!
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Insiderpages.com suck,

Out dated Info. The Insiderpages.com site directed me to a nonresistant Circuit City Store. I drove 40 mi. What a waste of time!

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#163755 Review #163755 is a subjective opinion of poster.
Location
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania