Things I Don’t Understand.

There are a few things that I think are strange.  They are, in no particular order, the following:

  • Middle aged men and women who go tanning.  Perhaps this is because I associate tanning with a phase that preppy high school girls (and some football players) go through.  It may just be that I think tanning in a booth is strange–just get the hell out of your house for longer than it takes to walk the 25 feet to your car and you will get color.  Trust me.  Step away from the tv or computer or whatever and take a freaking walk.  I don’t think it is that difficult.  You can even get away with going shirtless in the summer. Honestly, you can get a tan without paying the $.25 for 2 minutes.   But more importantly, stop trying to pretent that you are still 16.  You’re not fooling anyone.
  • People who call me at work and have no idea why they are calling.  I get this maybe 2 times a week.  Someone will call to find out what we do, or find out about acupuncture, but when I tell them the patented “Zach’s 30 second introduction into 3000 years of traditional Chinese Medicine” they don’t have anything else to say.  They don’t know if they want to make an appointment.  They can’t tell me what they want to be treated for.  They have no idea what to say next.  Please, and I mean please, if you are going to call a place to inquire about their services, at least have a general game plan.  It’s quite helpful and makes you interupting my book reading slightly more worthwhile.  
  • Billy Mays.  I know that infomercial people used to be celebraties in their own right, but this was during the days when stations would signoff at 11:30 after the news and end the brodcast day with a rendering of the national anthem.  But Billy Mays is probably one of the only strictly-infomertial actors of this era who has become famous for infomercials.  In light of this–or rather in spite of this–I offer the following video.

+5 points for the Transformers reference.


~ by sisypheanfeat on 27 March, 2009.

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