Together Once More
Oh Capital One, how I missed you!
You used to be there for me. Every day, every season, I could count on you! I would come home from work in the evening, tired and sleepy, and when I opened my mailbox, I would see your credit card offer with 0% APR (* Terms and Conditions Apply) lying there happily, waiting for me. You used to greet me with your wonderful smile and cheerful words. Your humble spirit and never-say-die attitude inspired me more than you knew, oh Capital One! You were my hero, my idol!
And then things changed, I don’t know how or why. Sometimes you were there, sometimes you weren’t. Those days of uncertainty were the worst; as I reached out to the mailbox, those moments stretched out into ages and my hand trembled. Sometimes I couldn’t bear to open my eyes, lest you weren’t there.
I don’t know when you stopped caring about me, Capital One. After a while, you disappeared from my life completely, and I gave up all hope. Life wasn’t the same anymore.
And then today, when I opened my mailbox like every other day, expecting the emptiness to greet me with its mocking smile, you were there! At first, I couldn’t believe my eyes; I blinked in surprise for sometime before I could breathe again. You were there again, with your friendly loving promise of 0% APR (* Terms and Conditions Apply), and all of a sudden it struck me with full force how unhappy I had been without you, how unfulfilling the world had been in your absence.
Oh Capital One, I don’t know why you left or what made you come back to me. Maybe you’ll leave me again someday, but for now you’re there by my side, and nothing else matters anymore.
Tags: Capital One, Humor

October 5th, 2009 at 19:39
in a word, lol
October 5th, 2009 at 20:44
haha
October 5th, 2009 at 22:58
hilarious! love it!
October 5th, 2009 at 23:09
Thank you with all my heart for your patience, for not forgetting me completely.
Its been a hard journey for me to make. A typical Hindi movie situation, with the Fed swaggering like Amrish Puri, not allowing my mailers to go out. The hundreds, no thousands of business research analysts, market segmentation analysts forming the hardworking muscle of my beating heart (dhadakta dil)were working even harder to come up with emotional and quantitative reasons to escape the clutches of Amrish Puri.
Mera dil is pinjde mein kaid hai, thoda ruk jaao.….
I’ll be back.…
October 6th, 2009 at 00:56
if anything, this is probably most worthy of the tag “sarcasm”. which is missing.
October 7th, 2009 at 07:31
Lmao funny
October 8th, 2009 at 14:26
hahaha
October 18th, 2009 at 23:29
This is super funny!