Wednesday, July 19, 2017
He is in for a rude awakening!
I HATE television commercials. I know... a dreaded necessity.
I despise some more than others. I can't stand the Progressive Insurance gal.
Bill can't stand the Gillette razor blade commercial where there are two guys with shaving cream on their hands and faces who are ordering razor blades on their cell phones. One speaks into his cell phone and the other pokes cell phone buttons with his nose.
That doesn't annoy him. It is the fact that their hands AND their faces are covered in shaving cream. He says, "Why do they cover their entire hands? Nobody puts that much shaving cream on their hands. You dab and smear, not coat your hands. Plus, why don't they just wash their hands? They already have shave cream on their faces."
I couldn't agree more. Most product advertisements are ridiculous, and umm, dumb.
Bill waited until I was in the bathroom with door ajar, and shouted, "I need help."
I flung the door open and there he stood, his hands covered in shaving cream as though he had on mittens, his face soaped with white fluff. "Honey, I need to order more razor blades."
He doesn't know it, but sometime when he least expects it, "Flo" is going to get him.