<![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine - Gawker Comments]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> ...and I thought they just really, really, REALLY wanted me to take that job. Shoot!

famousauthor

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> This makes so much sense. The account usually reserved for passwords for smut sites and online subscriptions has recently exploded with press releases.

Reggie Cameron

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> Why does the; editor-in-chief of a magazine; use semi-colons incorrectly?

unemployedhipster

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> From the desk of the Editor-in-Chief of Cat Fancy,

I am writing to personally apologize for the error that caused your beloved pet to ingest toxic residues from our sample of eau de toilet bowl cat perfume. I am also sorry if your treasured and companion died and excruciating, protracted and leaky death as a result. I realize it will take time for us to earn your trust again, but we value our dialogue with you and hope it will continue and that we can move past this very unfortunate occurrence.

theblackbirdisinvolved

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> Rule one is that PR and comm people have no idea how to communicate with other comm people.

My workplace being example #1.

Flackette reminds everyone to Vote!

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> The editor in chief; does not know how to use; semi-colons correctly.

Praise Xenu

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> I think it's nice that Puerto Ricans finally have their own weekly paper.

scarletmenace

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> There's something strangely cheering about this story, especially for people who didn't get the emails.

Smitros

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> In plainspeak:

Date: February 4, 2008

Just wanted to say sorry about that massive fuckup. you know what happened; no need to go through that shit again.

Here's what went down, what we're doing to fix it, and a brief "how-to" on to fix the fuckup that we did in the first place.

Actually, it wasn't us: it was the IT nerds we hired to do this shit. They fucked up, BADLY as it turns out, but won't be fired. They have kids to feed! Besides, they did something to make it all better. Don't worry about this part - it's all good.

Except for some loose emails. Just delete them, hmmmkay? Or get your IT guy to fix it for you. Trust us - he'll love the extra work.

We know this shit ain't right. And, like you know how you won't stick your fingers into a payphone coin return slot because someone might have stuck a dirty needle in there to give you AIDS? You probably trust us just as much now. Look, here's two dollars, get yourself a copy of PR Week at Hotalings, and stop crying. Or I'm gonna have my friend Tony do the beatdown on yo' ass.

Capiche? Don't call me.

In Other News...

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> "My information is at the bottom of this email."

And your information is now in the inbox of 10,000 strangers.

TripMcCane

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> See what happens when Puerto Ricans get their own periodical.

Sarcastro

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> Too bad it was Julia Hood and not Julia Allison.

CopyofBlueboy

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> Shit. I was hoping it would tell me where I could get some cheap Hoodia.

Colonel Mustard

]]> <![CDATA[Ironic PR Disaster Strikes PR Magazine]]> "I am sorry if you received our...email multiple times. Now here's another email." What a mess.

Nic Fit

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