Do you ever experience the urge to yell at your television? For example, last night I was watching the Discovery Channel when they broke to a commercial. I can’t remember the name of the product being advertised, but I DO remember that it was a remedy for constipation. There was an attractive woman holding a box and speaking in soothing tones, as if her voice alone might render one to become regular. And I began to yell at her as if heckling an umpire from the nosebleed section. “Hey lady, seriously, how DO you look at yourself in the mirror every day? Don’t you have a shred of self-respect? Are you at least getting paid well to furrow your brow and speak authoritatively to the uncomfortable and desperate of your target audience? And by the way, you should know that you’re not fooling anybody with that purple velvet backdrop. Really now. Have you ever at least considered a desk job?”
Then again, what do I know? I’m just a lady on a couch who apparently has nothing better to do than harass people who can’t hear me that probably drive nicer cars.