Showing posts with label Just sayin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Just sayin. Show all posts

Monday, March 5, 2012

Thought of Randomosity #4

Why doesn't Subway put out napkins for its patrons? I know they put one or two in the bag, but what if I'm dining in? Or, God forbid, just want some more napkins? Is this some subliminal message that I'm not allowed to make a mess? What happens if when I make a mess? I already used the ones you gave me ... Do I just leave the crumbs on the table for the next person? That's kinda gross. And I've never seen an employee wipe down tables after people leave. (Ew.) I don't want to interrupt someone else in line just for napkins. Why, Subway, can't you just put some napkins on the drink counter? I know I'm not dining on a $50 sandwich at The Ritz, but please don't make me feel like I'm a cave woman. Pretty please?


P.T.
I love Subway, but I don't want to smell like one all day. Can we do something about that, too? Sorry for being needy today, but it's the little things that count. Thanks!


P.T.T
Pretty please ... [head tilt] ... Is the pretty necessary? I mean, if you were asking someone for a favor, would you really want to offer an ugly please? I know, it's probably one of those sayings that just has a nice ring to it, but come on. That'd be kind of funny though, if there were varying beauty levels of pleases.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

The Real Battle of the Sexes

Are you a man dealing with PMS? That's right ... I said PMS. Milk may be your hero (according to the California Milk Processor Board). Confused? There's a new controversial 'got milk?' ad campaign from the CMPB that claims men are the real sufferers of PMS and milk is supposed to help ease those forsaken symptoms. (Because when women are seeing red and crying simultaneously, and feel like a beached whale, they're reaching for the wine gallon of milk chilling in the fridge.) Still confused? The entire campaign is aimed at just how clueless men are when it comes to the monthly tornado of emotions. Consider this anti-bitch pitch your personal advisor.

What's the catch? It has apparently set off WWIII and women are attacking. The campaign caused so much controversy that the everythingidoiswrong.org site has been transformed into a damage control discussion board. To several women, this claim is sexist and offensive. I must admit, I was a little pissed at first, but after visiting the original website, I found myself laughing because it is SO TRUE! For a week or so, men and other innocent bystanders are hit by a sh!t storm of crazy out of the blue. And dare you ask if it's related to "that time of the month", we'll flatten everything in our path ... even if it is! This topic is so touchy, but SO incredibly common. Sure, it's maddening that men can't truly understand what it's like to have to physically endure PMS, but ladies, you can't tell me you don't ever feel a tiny bit of guilt in the aftermath? I can certainly understand why women are so pissed off and offended - the statement that men are the real sufferers of PMS certainly stepped on my toes a little. But there's nothing new to the other stereotypical statements. They're just calling us out on the bullshit they let slide because of PMS. COME ON, GIRLS! This is truth in advertising for once, but the truth isn't always rainbows and butterflies. It's not like they're saying it doesn't exist, or the symptoms are all in our heads. PMS is a real problem, but why is it not okay to address it? They knew this was a balls to the wall move. Think the "sexist" campaign was created by nothing but a team of men? Okay, even if it was, they're poking fun at themselves too - they're idiots on the subject.

The website had a "current global PMS level" indicator, similar to that of the color-coded Terrorist Threat Level Advisory, an emergency milk locator, a vocabulary changer (say spirited instead of fiesty), and a video apology enhancer. Here's the series of print ads.











What are you going to do, stop buying milk? Unless you’re lactose intolerant, hate milk, or are a vegan, let me know how that works out! I understand women are the main purchasers of milk and most household items, but my glass of milk is always half-full. It looks like they’re trying to target the men here … and if that happens to benefit us women by washing down the Midol and chocolate with a good ol’ glass of milk, so be it! Nothing goes better with chocolate than milk! Plus, women are at a higher risk for osteoporosis, so we could use the extra glass anyway.

And if you’re still pissed, use this campaign as an excuse to send the husband/boyfriend/significant other to the store with the whole list! It’s a win-win: save yourself from a trip to the store, save him from the upcoming bitch fest. No?

Did you hear about that California woman who chopped her husband's peter off and tossed it down the garbage disposal ... maybe he should have brought home some milk.

...Too soon?



Sources:
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/upshot/got-controversy-milk-campaign-helps-men-deal-pms-214103675.html
www.everythingidoiswrong.org

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Yia Yia Black Sheep, Have You Any ZZZs?

As I was lying wide awake in bed last night, I thought of the old wives’ tale about how counting sheep will help you fall asleep faster. Why sheep?


I frequently feel like the girl in this comic strip before I fall asleep- questioning why we do the things we do and wonder what it would be like if we did it some other random way. Okay, fine, Yia Yia … I’ll humor you just this once.

*DRAMATIZATION*

I was in a large, green, clover-filled pasture leaning against a big rock, with my buddy Sam Sheepdog, while we kept watch on our sheep jumping the fence. Well, I only got up to No. 8 because No. 9 was vertically challenged and couldn’t quite clear the fence. Can I get a mulligan? Sheeps 1-8 hopped back over and round two begins. I gave No. 9 a pep talk and told him to take a longer running start. Thirteen sheep are now successfully on the opposite side of the fence, but now No. 14 is chasing a squirrel, sheeps 15 and 16 are fighting, and I just found a note that said little Jimmy Johnson took No. 17 to the rodeo for the World Championship Mutton Bustin’ Contest. I decide to let them duke it out and just come back to counting them later. What number was I on? Oh yes, 18 – 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23 … Hey, 27, stop tripping 24 and get back in line!  Dammit 25, how many times do I have to tell you? It’s OVER the fence, not through it. Now I've got the rest of my sheep taking off through the big gaping hole. Splendid! Can I get a new flock? This isn't very relaxing at all. I can’t sleep.

Wait a tic, why did I let them jump the fence in the first place? Aren’t I supposed to be herding them? Where do they think they’re going? These old wives’ husbands must have been really pissed off at them for letting all their sheep go. Someone has some ‘splaining to do.

Can I please trade my sad excuse of sheep for a fun flock of fleece like this one?






P.W.
Can we just talk about that nursery rhyme “Baa Baa, Black Sheep”? That tune sounds all too familiar … oh, that’s right! We’ve heard it before in Twinkle Twinkle Little Star AND The Alphabet Song! Next time someone uses that little ditty for a nursery rhyme, can we maybe get a little creative and drop a bass line in there or something to spice it up a bit? Just sayin'. Thanks.


Sources:
This video of the awesome flock of sheep was part of a cool Samsung campaign (linked in their press release) announcing their 2009 LED Electronic line up. Check out the story.