|My own little Olympian running for the camera.|
Okay, I may never be a Carmelita Jeter (a. I'm not black and b. I don't run), but then again I bet she doesn't make biscuits and gravy from scratch. I'm not judging. She made her decisions in life, and I've made mine. You decide what's really important.
Not all parts of watching the Olympics are a positive experience though, like commercials. Most of them are just ridiculous!
For instance, I don't care what kind of music you play in the background, Coca-cola did not help that sprinter run faster.
I'm also pretty sure that Glade scented oils won't make my house as clean and perfect looking as the one in the commercial. Why don't they ever shoot air freshener commercials in a house that actually needs it? You know, one where the smell of burnt supper has mixed with the stench of dirty diapers and sweaty shoes to create an all too unpleasant aroma.
The only commercial I take seriously is the Subway commercial. I'm pretty sure Olympic athletes eat at Subway. I mean who wouldn't want to eat at Subway???
And while some commercials just annoy me a little, others actually make me mad.
Like car commercials that try to sell you the car without actually telling you how much it costs. "Now is the right time to buy!" they claim. Don't worry about how much money you'll be spending! Just send us $200 a month for the next 3 years, and we'll call it even.
Ummm...no thank you.
While I appreciate your generosity, I'm a very informed consumer who knows my best financial decision to not to buy the new car I want now, but to wait until I have enough money to pay for it. Otherwise, I won't just be buying a new car. I'll also be lining your pockets with the tons of money I paid out in interest. I'm generous but not that generous.
Oh, and when I've finally saved enough to buy that new car, I'll probably get a used one. Just sayin'.
So while the Olympics might inspire me to great athletic feats like sprinting to the mail box, I think I'll pass on all the propaganda. I don't need it. Plain and simple.
P.S. Since when is ribbon twirling a sport? This is where tolerance has gotten us. So sad...