Sent this to Russell but may as well post it here.
Nobody pays to make 0800 calls in NZ but the organisation you're calling pays to receive them.
Some companies do indeed block mobiles from calling their 0800 number (mobiles are luxury items, remember, not low-cost options for those that don't have the credit rating/wherewithal to pay for a landline) primarily because they cost four times the price of a similar call from a landline.
All of which points to the big problem here - don't you WANT more engagement with your key stakeholders?
(got to speak like that with govt departments/corporates as that's their language)
Get Vikram to tell you the weirdness of how they got to play the doco... then we can talk about copyright and where this whole shooting match is going.
I have the urge to go buy Bob some toy cars. Last year at Foo, Bob and I spent a lovely half hour with cars playing in the dirt.
Hopefully we can do something more substantial today. Let me know.
What can we do for David and Jen and the kids? They need what, everything I'm guessing?
How can we help?
Two words: Southern Cross.
Don't know about overseas, but in NZ I got the nip/tuck and SC picked up the tab.
That was a major factor in my case.
Thank you all for your kind words and oh-so-cruel stories... I didn't mean to start a pissing (blood) contest - far from it (I thought it quite painless, particularly compared with a bone marrow biopsy. Ouchies!) but the tales have been entertaining.
Gerald, if you're reading this, you owe me a beer or a cut of the action. Oh wait, I already got that.
How did I miss that XKCD? That's gold...
And here I was foolishly thinking BillR had come over all social media-ist what with his Twitter account and all... haven't heard from him for a while, not since he became a PR man.
and the least said about that the better.
I said this over on Janet Wilson's site (in answer to Bill R's rant about how stupid social media is):
We last caught up at the Social Media Junction where he was speaking about museums.
He was gracious as usual (”I’m not the other Paul Reynolds”) and bumptious (”These lights are too bright”, they were too) and just typically Paul, getting stuck into Thatcher and then complaining about conference hosts who don’t have clocks on the wall so speakers can’t tell how long they’ve got left.
I got to heckle him for that (”Buy a watch”) and he got to complain that I never shut up and now he won’t get to badger me for an iPad and we won’t get talk about how it might be the saving of the newspaper industry and that is that.
Here’s to you Paul Reynolds – the original, the one and only.
Paul, I don't think that warning is sufficiently strident, but I also don't know how to make it more so. Maybe some mistakes just have to be made.
And, really, you haven't lived on the 'net (I was going to say tubes, but thought that might be a bit too rough) if you haven't seen it at least once.
I figure there's probably a whole internet generation of users who have no idea what we're talking about as they weren't even connected Back in The Day (pre lolcatz).
I hope it stays that way... but they'll have googled it and will now be pulling their own eyes out.
Still, can't say we didn't warn them.
At least it wasn't a goatse image like a certain local magazine foolishly ran...
no, I'm not explaining that further and please (for those that don't know) don't google for it. For the love of god, don't do it.