I just don’t get it. I don’t mean to be judgmental, but I’m pretty sure that I’ve got my wig on and my gavel poised already.
At least for a second or two I tried to understand why anyone would spend real money for a Lady Gaga toothbrush and how that would make brushing fun. I gave up before I got to any even half-way satisfactory answer.
Sure, these are fantastic white elephant gifts.
And yes, I do see why you’d get a character tooth-brush for a toddler who has to be bribed to brush.
Anyhow, when this popped up in an email from LivingSocial or Groupon or whatever one it was, I rolled my eyes…started to rant to myself…then found satisfaction in the act of dragging the image to my desktop with promise that one of these days I’d have at it on the blog.
I could fill far too much space with my wonderings and rantings about the odd things people must buy that confuse me or confound me. Funny thing is, I know beyond a shadow of doubt that I’ve purchased things that others would find equally perplexing or bizarre.
Why is my strange behavior quirky and someone else’s is some sort of dysfunction?
“…and miles to go before I sleep.”