On another note, tomorrow is the Mr. Chisholm Trail pageant – and I’m quite excited for Mr. T! Hopefully I’ll have lots of pictures and videos to share with you! Wish us luck! Well, Mr T at least, wish him luck, all I have to do is show up!
I loathe most commercials, well, we all probably do. I’m sure I’m not alone. At least, I hope I am not alone in this!
The problem is, I think the commercials are getting worse. Who is running the ad agencies now, and what on earth are we doing to make them think that they are doing a good job? Have we, as a culture, become so blase’ that we stop paying attention unless the commercial is insanely annoying??
I will never eat another Kit-Kat bar. Those commercials are beyond irritating. I don’t need to hear people eating. I really don’t.
I will never eat McDonald’s fish bites. Mainly because I’m not sure what fish they are using, but also, cause, uh, have you seen those commercials?? If anyone says Fishy-Fishy to me I will smack you. Right in the mouth. Not joking.
I will never eat at Blimpies. Fat girl walking into a place named Blimp. Not gonna happen.
I cannot switch my phone service to Verizon. Do you remember that commercial when the mom was bawling and screaming uncontrollably because her daughter was leaving for college. Yeah, not going to happen.
How about how mean Best Buy was over the holiday season? They were so mean to Santa, made a point to wait up and point out to him that they beat him to the punch. I found those commercials awful. I didn’t buy anything from Best Buy last season. That may be why they are in danger of going out of business. You should never be mean to Santa (Okay, you should never be mean, period.)
Maybe we should thank Netflix or Amazon video on demand, because now that we can skip through commercials, the ad agencies are trying their best to get our attention.
All I know is that I change channels not to see what else is on, but to avoid all of the commercials that drive me nuts. And I will continue to do so. I will also start recording more shows, that way, I can come in 10 minutes late and fast forward through the gut-wrenching, cringe inducing and eye and ear covering commercials. I just can’t take it anymore.
Of course, Mr. T gets a laugh out of it when we’re sitting nicely on the couch and all of the sudden I make the halfpipe double rounder triple axle move to get to the remote so I can change the channel. Sometimes it’s pretty funny. Worth watching TV with me just to see what is going to send me vaulting over the edge of the couch to find the remote!