Enterprise Rent-A-Car - The Enterprise Way "Listening" Commercial

Sorry, I can no longer upload videos from YouTube. Don't know why. If there's another way to do it, it's nor working for me. If I could upload I would show you an Enterprise Car Rental commercial, or as they call it, an "Ennaprise Car Rennal" commercial. I find it amazing that companies don't even care enough for their own name to pronounce it properly. It remains a mystery to me why so many people have a problem pronouncing "t" as in Internet, interview, and a thousand other words. Or as Arte Johnson would have said on Laugh In, "very inneresting".

Another manufacturer who doesn't seem to have a clue what they named their product is Ensure. On all their commercials, it is pronounced "insure". I guess they feel their "intitled" to pronounce it any way they like.

The sincerest form of flattery?

This bit was funny when Ally Bank did it ages ago. A serious man in a gray suit versus innocent and enthusiastic children. But with Ally it had some meaning: encouraging us all to avoid the trickery of big banks. These A T & T spots have no logic at all. It's just a humorless and sometimes sarcastic suit asking children questions and then semi-responding.  Surely it can't be just to say faster is better!

What should I wear to my funeral?

Now let me get this straight because I always had a problem with it. You die and your body rots, right down to the bones and even further if you're dead long enough. But at a certain point Jesus or someone is coming back and all the dead people will rise from the graves, once again intact—billions and billions of them. But how old? And if you lost your hair will get it back? And will you be dressed in the clothes you died in? Then apparently you line up for judgement. And God, who everybody says is such a nice guy, decides whether you go to heaven or the eternal flames of hell. It's hard to imagine how evil anyone could have been to deserve the eternal flames of hell from such a generous and loving god. But who am I to question it? And if you're in the heaven, then what? Wings? A robe? Lots of floating? I don't want the fires of hell, but I sure as hell don't want eternal floating. Don't Christians ever stop to think just how ridiculous and unlikely this scenario is.

It could just as easily be Joy.

Recently someone asked me the secret of the success of my 44-year relationship with my partner. I think I can sum it up with a bottle of Palmolive dish detergent. When I use it, I like it be ready so I always leave the cap open. When my partner uses it, being a stickler for what's right, he always snaps the cap shut when he's finished. So I rarely find the cap already opened and he rarely finds it closed. But he wouldn't think of saying, "Would you please close the cap when you're through with the detergent." anymore than I would say, "I would appreciate it if you would leave the cap open." And that, simple as it sounds, is the secret.

They're all against me!

I don't know about you, but I've never had luck with vacuum cleaners (one exception: The Regina electric broom which is no longer available). Of course I haven't taken out a second mortgage for a Dyson yet, so I can't speak to that. But every machine I have purchased from Hoover to Eureka has been a disappointment. They start out well enough, but soon refuse to to pick up certain things, like the tiniest strand of string or a piece of lint. Any dot left over from a paper punch is completely beneath their dignity no matter how much your curse or how many times you roll them back and forth. Once for  sake of space and the fact that I like the color red, I optimistically bought two popular vacuums"
the inexpensive Dirty Devil vacuum cleaner and the hand-held Dust Buster. Both are completely useless.The Dirt Devil eagerly comes out of the closet since it is so light on its feet, then refuses to pick up anything and recoils at dust bunnies. The Dust Buster sits lazily in another closet, eagerly drinking up the electricity necessary to keep it complete inefficient. The only thing that seems to pick up anything and make a difference is the $14.00 Bissell Carpet Sweeper. My conclusion: all vacuums suck because they don't.

Some of the A T & T commercials when they are not pushing their ripoff of Ally commercials (smug suited man with innocent children) is making use of the slogan "Rethink Possible". As a good friend pointed out, this is kind of an absurd statement. Possible is possible. It doesn't need rethinking. The slogan should be "Rethink Impossible". If you find something impossible, rethink it, and maybe you'll find a way to make it possible. If, on the other hand, it's already possible, there's no need to rethink it. You might say, "Improve on what's possible" but rethink it? Nah.

How do you spell "deceit"?

I detest Kellogg's anyway because I think they are greedy pigs when pricing their products, which are often mostly air. But today I found a new reason to hate them. As much as I hate buying their products, I did buy a two-pack of Pop Tarts. But when I got it home I was suspicious of the expiration date since it ended with 12. I called the company. Here is their code for expiration: CTO9293C12. This package apparently expires sometime in 2013. How in hell would a consumer ever be able to understand that? They wouldn't. It's just another slimy tactic of Kellogg's to prove they don't give a damn for the consumer. From now on I only buy products from manufacturers who clearly state the date of expiration.