Sometimes it’s dangerous when I can’t sleep late at night. I’ll stumble on an infomercial, and out of curiosity, I’ll watch a little. Next thing I know, I’ve been watching for an hour and I’m convinced I need a Salad Spinner. Granted, I was drunk... and craving salad... and I was sitting there with a head of soaking wet lettuce. How I got the TV in the pool, I have no idea.
Anyway, infomercials are a 4 billion dollar a year industry. Clearly they did studies and they know our judgment is at its worst at 2 in the morning. I don’t know why they call them infomercials. It’s not actual information. I’ve watched tons of them and I still don’t know what caused the French Revolution. Although I believe it had something to do with cheese.
The way infomercials get you is; they tell you that it’s a special price and it’s only for a limited time. So you feel like you have to ACT NOW. There’s a little clock on the screen telling you how much time you have left. It’s like an episode of “24.” “Listen to me Rhonda, I need that food dehydrator! I need sun dried tomatoes! I need sun-dried tomatoes, now!!” And the way they price things is tricky. It seems reasonable at first. “Oh it’s just $19.99.” Then they tell you it’s 89 easy payments of $19.99. And you realize you just spent 39 thousand dollars on a Native American doll.
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Posted by Kerrie Durrette | September 16, 2011 5:06 AM