ED Who?


 


I came down to the office the other day and opened up my email. I scanned through the usual stuff, most of which was of no interest to me whatsoever. Then I saw I had an email from ED Trick. That's a weird name. Who the hell is ED Trick, and what does he want? I don't know anyone named Ed. The last guy named Ed that I knew was a family friend who died years ago.

It finally dawned on me that this was an advertisement for E D- not education- Erectile Dysfunction. What the heck? Why are they sending me this message? I've never asked about it. Frankly, I don't need it, and if I did, I wouldn't be inquiring about it on the internet.

I guess because I'm old now, they naturally assume that I'm still interested in sex, which I have to admit I am, and that I need some help, which I don't. Aside from that, whose business is it anyway?

I think its weird that nothing is off limits now, even on TV. If you fart a blue streak, there is a pill for that, and a commercial advertising the pill. If your bladder has a mind of it's own, no worries, they have special underwear to use, and a place to order it from online so you won't embarrass yourself buying at the local store. If it's that time of the month, the ladies have a vast variety of products to choose from, and a commercial to explain in graphic detail how well they work. Is there no sense of modesty anymore?

If you suffer with diarrhea or constipation, no doubt there will be some actor playing a doctor with a pointer in his hand showing a chart of what causes your particular problem, compete with drawings of your colon or digestive system. Perhaps there will be an actor with a look of panic on their face as they're in the car miles from any bathroom, and the gas station taco they ate a few hours ago comes back to extract revenge.

Along that lines, we have commercials about toilet paper that go well beyond Mr. Whipple reprimanding the house wives for squeezing the Charmin. Now Charmin has cartoon bears that explain how other brands of TP won't get you clean. What is that about? I don't believe I've ever had a conversation with Jan about our toilet paper, and whether or not it was getting the job done, and I certainly never danced around naked in the house with a pack of TP praising the way it worked. Aside from all that, when did bears use toilets anyway? For years I lived around bears, and I never once saw them use toilet paper, of any brand.
 
Perhaps I should purchase an Alexa so I can discuss my bathroom habits with it and get an informed opinion of proper toilet etiquette. Did Emily Post ever discuss this?

God forbid that you do some research about a product online; you're in the system as a potential customer and you're going to be inundated with spam and ads for products that are even slightly related to the subject you were inquiring about.

I downloaded a recipe from an on-line place, and now every day I have about six or eight different recipes for quick and easy ways to serve my family broccoli or macaroni and cheese or beef stew.

When I shop at Wal-Mart, there is a camera at the self-help register. It watches me unload my groceries and of course gives me an itemized receipt. Is it really necessary for them to know that I purchased 2.3 pounds of green grapes last Wednesday? Will the grape police come and arrest me if I buy some more before the end of the week?

Its nice, I suppose, that there is so much information at our fingertips, but I don't like my life being on display for the whole world. If I want something known about me, I'll get on Fan Story and mention it myself.




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