‘Dear Rich Bastard’ Letter
Business urban legend describes customers on a mailing list receiving letters greeting them with a crude salutation.
A test message slipped into a live mailing, resulting in prospective customers receiving letters that greeted them with the salutation “Dear Rich Bastard.”
Corrupted data, client pressures, and looming deadlines work to combine into a lurking potential for disaster in direct mail campaigns. Sometimes that potential gets realized in hilarious fashion when one small thing, one very little thing, is inadvertently overlooked in the maelstrom inherent to getting a project of such nature underway. Such was the case in the following example:
The National Westminster Bank in England admitted last month that it keeps personal information about its customers — such as their political affiliation — on computer. But now Computer Weeklyreveals that a financial institution, sadly unnamed, has gone one better and moved into the realm of personal abuse.
The institution decided to mass-mail 2000 of its richest customers, inviting them to buy extra services. One of its computer programmers wrote a program to search through the databases and select its customers automatically. He tested the program with an imaginary customer called Rich Bastard.
Unfortunately, an error resulted in all 2000 letters being addressed “Dear Rich Bastard”. The luckless programmer was subsequently fired.
In the early 1990s, a small UK-based company that performed bureau work for direct marketing campaigns on behalf of third parties did indeed make the “Dear Rich Bastard” gaffe. That gaffe came about after the company had undertaken a project to assist one of the largest UK telecom companies in launching a new ‘gold’ calling card, a project that included drawing information from a database in order to address and personalize letters tendering the product to prospective customers.
Some of the data the company had to work with was munged (i.e., badly or inconsistently formatted) beyond fixability, which meant that while most of those who received the offer would get letters properly saluting them as “Dear Dr. Smith” or “Dear Rev. Jones,” others would by nature of the poor quality of their name field data have to be addressed as “Dear Customer,” “Dear Reader,” or by whatever other generic salutation was eventually decided upon.
And therein lay the trap. As potential wordings were bandied back and forth, the work on the actual data extraction program had to continue, and some placeholder phrase needed to be assigned for use with records containing munged name field data. A whimsical programmer hit upon his own temporary salutation for such records: “Dear Rich Bastard.”
Such a greeting should have been wholly replaced as soon as word came down about what the official salutation was to be (e.g., “Dear Future Customer”), yet that step was overlooked because the work on the coding project was stopped and restarted a number of times, and during the interim a different programmer — one who did not know about the “Dear Rich Bastard” placeholder — took over the task.
When the project finally came to fruition, the “Dear Rich Bastard” placeholder was still in place. Hundreds of thousands of letters were produced and mailed without anyone’s being the wiser as to what those potential customers whose name field data had proved irreparable would receive.
Only a very small number of “Dear Rich Bastard” missives actually went out, rather than the 2,000 commonly stated in tellings of this event. (There weren’t that many munged entries in the database, after all.) However, visits to all of the affected companies had to be made and appropriate apologies tendered in person. (At one office so mea culpa’d, an enlargement of the “Dear Rich Bastard” letter was spotted framed and mounted on the wall.)
Contrary to the myth that surrounds this story, the programmer responsible for the embarrassing salutation that inadvertently escaped into the wild was not fired.
An interesting element not generally related as part of this story just goes to prove you can never please everyone: The little UK firm responsible for the gaffe received a complaint from a potential customer who felt himself qualified to be a rich bastard yet had not received the letter he deemed appropriate to his station in life.
Mess-ups have found their way into other mass mailings. A similar situation occurred when U.S. vice-presidential candidate Geraldine Ferraro’s computer sent out letters thanking supporters for their help in her 1984 campaign. Supporters with the title “Mrs.” found themselves addressed as “Rabbi”, while all those with the title “Mr.” were promoted to “Colonel”. Someone performing data entry had mistyped the numeric code for certain fields, requiring 5,000 letters of apology to be sent out to correct the gaffe.
In another related tale, also true, a Wells Fargo EquityLine statement of 2 February 1988 carried the following message at the bottom:
You owe your soul to the company store. Why not owe your home to Wells Fargo? An equity advantage loan can help you spend what would have been your children’s inheritance.
Nine days later, Wells Fargo sent out the following apology letter:
I wish to extend my personal apology for a message printed on your EquityLine statement dated February 2, 1988.
This message was not a legitimate one. It was developed as part of a test program by a staff member, whose sense of humor was somewhat misplaced, and it was inadvertently inserted in that day’s statement mailing. The message in no way conveys the opinion of Wells Fargo Bank or its employees.
James G. Jones, Executive Vice President, South Bay Service Center
Wells Fargo spokesperson Kim Kellogg said, “From now on, we’re just going to type, ‘Testing One, Two, Three’ at the bottom.”
AbortionGhost: Well that is something a bastard would be upset about.
CharistineE: Sometime around 1990, I was mad at my dad for not buying a toy of some sort. I signed up for every mailing list I could find under the name “resident tightwad”. This was pre-internet so this was all written out on forms with a physical mailing address. We got mail for a few years like that. I think I even have some of the later ones saved.
I think it finally stopped coming about 10 years later.
I’m now the age he was when I did that and I realize he was never a tightwad.
StupidHaystack: [IL had a candidate for governor have his name printed on ballots as “Rich Whitey” instead of Rich Whitney.](https://www.cbsnews.com/news/chicago-ballots-identify-candidate-rich-whitney-as-rich-whitey/)
Rich-Dude: I want that letter. I’m working towards getting that letter every fucking day.
bertalay: It’s like that one time where I turned in an essay with “INSERT TITLE HERE YOU FUCKER” as the placeholder title.
I__Am__The__Liquor: I still have one of those letters. I framed it and it is hanging in my office.
the_colonialist: Rich people are so good natured.
BrooBu: Holy shit Wells Fargo letter is hilarious, “You owe your soul to the company store. Why not owe your home to Wells Fargo? An equity advantage loan can help you spend what would have been your children’s inheritance.’
MooseMalloy: Should have opened with “[Darling Fascist Bully Boy](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbOlJAU8llY)” instead.
JunkyardPC_Jesus: And here I am – not rich and my parents are happily married. Should I be mad?
Jamber_Jamber: “…and one customer*, who did not recieve the letter,* complained because he felt…”
cowboyfromhell324: Well it sounds like they can take a joke… or they don’t read their own mail
MisirterE: “WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M NOT A RICH BASTARD? I SPAT IN THE FACE OF THE RIGHTS OF AN ENTIRE COUNTRY AND I’M NOT A RICH BASTARD BY YOUR STANDARDS?”
– Ajit Pai maybe
oopsmyeye: Rich is ok but in social situations I prefer Dick Bastard
Usernamesarestupid12: “Jam a bastard in it, you crap!”
Popocola: Keeping up with the bastards
The13thJedi: Well what do ya know?
bumpoleoftherailey: I worked for a company once where the software manager used to regularly get letters addressed to ‘Bob Smith, Lying Bastard’. We made customer relationship management software and he used to always phone them and offer our software that would stop such things happening.
andytandreou: This reminds me of the time when I worked for an investment bank in the city in London. I had a mad crush on Seven from StarTreck Voyager so [I sent her a letter](https://imgur.com/a/Fvwcj) (to my address) inviting her to invest. The mailing was intercepted and they gave it to me and told me to stop messing around!
vibrate: Reminds me of this:
LiberalTearsLMFAO: Snopes 🙂
23inhouse: > Unfortunately, an error resulted in all 2000 letters being addressed “Dear Rich Bastard”. The luckless programmer was subsequently fired.
Matasa89: I imagine a few of the said rich bastards lol’ed pretty hard.
nmagod: Ah, yes, Snopes.
The fact-checking website run by an embezzler, a prostitute, and a cat lady.
Barbarossa7070: U madlad?
Evoric: theres no such thing as enough. need them brain chemicals.
Simple_ton: That is sexist as hell Sir!!! It should read “Dear Rich Bitch or Bastard… the nerve!