My all-time waste-of-my time commercials are for Erectile Dysfunction Disorder. I'm sorry, guys, but I just don't care! And I'm an equal opportunity discontent commercial watcher – I don't care about tampons, feminine lubricant, leaky bladders, or stress headaches, either. But the Cialis commercials are on top of my make-me-shudder scale. The music for one thing. The obvious sexual undertone for another. (I'm not letting my 85 year old mother-in-law watch THAT crap!) And what's with the two individual bathtubs???? You're telling me that the couple gets hot and heavy, has sex, and then they go down to the beach and climb into two separate bathtubs and hold hands and watch the sunset? That's romantic? Personally, I think it is far more intimate and romantic to share ONE bathtub. You might even just toss that Cialis away. The warm bubbly bathtub filled with musky scents and oils will perk you right up! Guaranteed.
So, I'm in the back room, folding clothes and I hear the familiar Cialis melody. Ignore! Ignore! Ignore! And then a voice is saying something about getting a "bigger package" and I'm on alert. Are there any "little" ears watching this? And the voice goes on to "warn" you of the amazing benefits of upgrading to an even "bigger package" and "my wife has never been so happy," and THEN, "my neighbors are really impressed!"
Say what?
So I run out to the living room to hit the mute or smack the off button or just toss the television onto the floor – when I see STARZ filling the screen and realize it's on cable – promoting and upgrade to Starz. And as the camera pans across the screen, there, are those same two bath tubs, overlooking the city lights below.
{sigh}
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