Had a hilarious incident with lovefilm. I used to subscribe to it's most expensive package until uni actually made me do some work.
Anyhoo - while I was away I got them sent to my Dad's house, and because I was expecting some important letter from the bank I asked him to open all the post that was for me and tell me about it over the phone. Imagine him reading it out, given that he'd never heard of the service or the film in question:
"We've got a credit card statement here, and, what's this, junk mail, and something else here... Oh. Oh, well. Erm. Yes. Well. It's er... something called "love film"... and er, they say you haven't returned a film... erm... something... Little... Miss... Umm... "Little Miss Sunshine", so, er, I don't know... hmm... what should I do with that... er..."
Priceless. When I'd stopped laughing I explained that it wasn't how it might seem
