Showing posts with label dell 1545. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dell 1545. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

World Cup 2010

Gary has been wondering why Paul is looking so agitated the past couple of days. Paul says it’s because he’s going to this important meeting in Brussels on behalf of the firm, yet Paul has been to many meetings. He’s an old hand in the role of “face of the company”, the perfect suit for shifting cheap laptops, and computers.
Gary can’t work out why Paul is looking so pressured - but the truth is smellier than a pan of three-week old sprouts.
Paul has been feverishly trying to get his hands on a World Cup ticket…and is using a company meeting as an excuse to go.
He’s looked high, he’s looked low, he’s tried everything possible, but it’s just not working. Getting his hands on one is as elusive as the thought of wanting to get your hands on a traffic warden. The thought is just too alien. The idea of getting hold of a ticket is just as far-fetched.
Paul’s ditched Giselle in favour of following England – but just hasn’t managed to get hold of that gold dust ticket. Actually, it was the other way round – Giselle dumped Paul because he tried to get her to give him hers. She’s going, because she’s doing job-exchange with a parking attendant in South Africa.
That annoyed Paul even more. No ticket, no girlfriend. Double whammy.
Paul has even got Alex helping him out. Together they have been trying to create a fake ticket on Windows Paint, but it’s just not working somehow.
Jan, like the good mum she is, has suggested he ring Terry Venables – but that’s only because she fancies him when he’s doing his Frank Sinatra impression in the TV advert, and thinks somehow Mr. Venables will give Paul a ticket in return for a date with her. (That’s what comes of being in the basement packing computers all day Jan!)
It’s not looking good for Paul – so if anyone out there can help, get in touch with him at Eflex Computers…otherwise he may find himself chasing wild geese in Belgium, when he would rather be blowing a bambazoola in Cape Town!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Dell Inspiron 1545

Gary had this weird dream the other night. He dreamt he was Del Boy Trotter.

Not only that, but Gary was standing in the local market giving the Trotter spiel.

What was he flogging? Computers of course!

But not any old junk. These were the Dell Inspiron 1545 Laptops.

And in his dream Gary soon found he was doing a roaring trade – with the ladies.

It’s not that Gary is that much of a Casanova with the gift of the gab – it’s just that the ladies were overcome by the seductive qualities of the rather eye-catching red microsatin lids!

Corr, what a stunner!

Gary couldn’t sell them quick enough – but it’s when he suddenly ran out of stock from his beat-up Trotter suitcase that Gary began to sweat, and had to beat a hasty retreat back to the Eflex Computers offices, a thousand women chasing him clamouring to get their mits on his hardware!

(Or should that be software with Kirstie breathing down your neck?)

But it’s easy to see why the ladies – or indeed anyone with an eye for a tasteful computer – would want to get their hands on an Eflex acquired Inspiron 1545.

That’s because they retail at only £319.99 with Gary and the gang. How come? Because at Eflex they have the expertise to acquire factory-returns, and re-sell them as “good as new”.

The Dell 1545 laptop is one of the most popular models ever produced by Dell. It has excellent build quality, and performs brilliantly.

Eflex are masters at what they do, and have A1 contacts in the field to acquire only the best in factory-returns. And that’s why they can pass on fabulous savings to their customers.

And you just wouldn’t know the difference between new and returned. Okay, Gary will admit the units they sell have a few faint marks on the eye-catching red lids, but hey, a bit of scarring is considered quite attractive by some.

Anyway, it’s a small price to pay for the huge reduction in price.

But Kirstie is now wondering whether Gary is actually going to try flogging them down the market.

He came home that night with a beat-up suitcase, and trademark Del Boy overcoat…