I just wanted to let you know that I spent about an hour adding and arranging Amazon Affiliate links to my site tonight, and on a post that'd been up for ages. Mainly this was because everything “jumps” around inexplicably and without any sense.
Usually those changes would have taken me about 15 minutes, but due to the changes you and your company made recently, it took longer. I could try to explain these changes as I no doubt expect you to suggest, but I fail to see the point – you’ve been hearing about them for days from other unfortunate customers, poor fools like me you’re now forced to listen to.
Additionally, I find requests for me to explain the problem to be an almost bigger problem than the initial problem. Now you want to waste more of my time? I can’t help but think I’d be better off figuring out how on earth I was foolish enough to purchase your services in the first place.
I’m not sure why you made those changes to how people can upload text and images to your website services – everything worked fine before – but I guess they benefited you – they certainly didn’t benefit me, unless you count 45 minutes extra on a task a benefit.
I can’t help but think your company does, however, for how else do I explain the irrational state of things with my website these past few days? I never wanted the changes, and yet I was never asked or even notified when they went into effect.
I sent you an email shortly after you made your initial changes a few months ago. I’d love to dredge that up and combine it with this email, as well as a bit of the financials and history of your company. I’d then love to put all that up on my site with a firm warning to all my visitors and followers that they use any website service but yours.
But that would just waste more of my time and I’m already tired and I just can’t be bothered. I know this rather empty threat doesn’t really mean anything to you – mainly because you’re a big company and I’m just one dumb sap – but it’ll make me feel good (at least a lot better than I’d feel after punching my hand through a wall, which is how I feel after an hour of the nonsense you’ve forced me to endure).
Thanks again for making my life more difficult, Weebly.