Haught

Purveyors of fine sarcasm

VINTAGE HAUGHT: My email to Gasp Jeans

I’ll be brutally honest (I know you goddamn respect that): your clothing doesn’t really do it for me – diamante encrusted denim isn’t my thing. But by Christ I love your approach to customer service via the written word.

I find the style of your (recently much-publicised) email correspondence nothing short of mesmerizing. The gloriously specific examples, the beautifully restrained sprinkle of Latin, the extravagant defense of your staff… truly exhilarating stuff.

I want one of your emails to call my own.

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THE RESPONSE: My email to Yarra Trams

You may have noticed by now that I believe sarcasm is the second highest form of wit (lavatory humour being…

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My email to Jim Beam

Recently, you might have seen an ad for an alcoholic beverage company where young men and women shout noises at…

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“I’ve hit pay dirt, baby”

Late last year a man sent me an email that I thought had changed by life. It went like this:…

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Haught is on Facebook

Permit me to revert to the third person as I announce that Haught is on Facebook. You should see how…

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My email to Yarra Trams

Earlier today I gave Yarra Trams the benefit of my feedback. Here’s a transcript of what I wrote:

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The Grape Men Ride Again

If you’re new to the Haught blog, you might not know who the Grape Men are. In this case, you…

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My email to Ben Polis

Yesterday, the Melbourne Football Club, as well as the Melbourne Victory Football Club and the Melbourne Rebels Rugby Union Club…

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Jim Stynes

This blog has been set up as a place forĀ  smart-arsery, lavatory humour and faux arrogance. If you’re interested in…

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The Bangla-Dash (or how I became friends with the great Marc Favre)

I think it might have been Henry James who said “Tell a dream, lose a reader.” That’s a lie –…

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