Tomorrow is my dad's birthday.

And because five years ago he signed me up for a cell phone as a Christmas present, and regardless of how many new contracts I've signed and/or how may conversations I've had with Telus explaining that:

A) He died.
B) I am 31 and thus responsible enough to have my own phone

... they continue to send my "happy birthday" text messages on this day. I suppose I should be grateful for the opportunity to make as many free local calls as I want tomorrow?

Nah. I'd rather continue thinking Telus is just a bunch of @ssholes.

Happy birthday, Pop. And (pardon my French, Aunt Margie) f*ck you, Telus.