That will cost you. . .

. . . $4.99 and five minutes removing the price tag.

Can someone PLEASE explain this to me!? Yesterday, I was helping my girlfriend out; we were putting pictures in frames as a gift. Susanna hands me a couple of them and asks me to take the price tags off. At first I see this as no big deal, it seemed to be an easy process; after all it’s just a sticker. This, however, is the farthest thing from the truth. In fact if you were to tell me that, I would have no other choice but to pull the BS flag out on you.

I didn’t mind helping. After all, the gift was from both of us. So I took the frames and went to work. After a couple minutes I began to realize that the adhesive might be stronger than my nails, and that it was time to bring out the big guns. Windex. This blue liquid of destruction (more famously know for torturing birds) would save me from this adhesive of terror. Or so I thought. The Windex (WDX), while slightly more effective, was not quite as destructive as I would have hoped. The adhesive fought a strong fight; lasting through wave after wave of my WDX’s most powerful attacks. Fortunately, being of greater intelligence than glue, I came out victorious. Granted it took blind-siding the sticky goo with a brillo pad, but I did it none-the-less. I won

It does make me wonder though. Do people who work in retail stores buy these frames with such wonderful placement of price tags? And if they do, why doesn’t it occur to them that maybe they should place them somewhere else? Is it there way of getting a small sense of satisfaction by knowing that somewhere there is a person who is sitting at home half ripping his/her fingernails out to get the things off? This has to be it. I mean hell, if my job was to put those stickers on items; I think I’d do the same thing just to share my pain.

~ by David on March 31, 2008.