Everybody ought to have a hobby. Sigyn collects glass paperweights and keeps trying to learn to knit.
My hobby is meddling with the human female’s hobbies.
For instance, she and the human male love to travel. They spend hours, sometimes, planning trips they may never take. Do that often enough online, express even one iota of interest in a tour company’s offerings, and you’re on their mailing list forever. I’ve seen to it that the humans are inundated daily with email and web-based ads for cruises, tours, and flights. (My best work is that one offer that promises $400 airfare to London. It sounds fantastic, but you only get that price if you fly through Istanbul and take a 24-hour layover. Ehehehehe.)
Sometimes I have snail mail show up at the house, too. Thanks to some careful rerouting, this brochure, however, looks as if it has tangled with something a bit more vicious than a snail.
Behold the cover!
That is a first-class dog-ear, right there! Someone took pains with that.
There has also been a “helpful” application of tape to the poor, shredded cover.
More down here on the bottom.
By the Bifrost! Look at these interior pages!
Tsk, tsk, tsk. (Ehehehehehe)
The back cover has fared no better. Though the actual cruise line is probably more careful than our ham-handed postal person–and the ships are no doubt more sturdy than this sad catalog– this whole shreddy mess has rather tainted the idea of a European river cruise.
Into the recycle barrel it goes!
Along with the human female’s dreams of cruising down the Danube…