Publicists are people who get paid to, among other things, suggest ridiculous things with a straight face. For example, this recent press release from Proctor & Gamble, in which the publicist suggests that you start a lovely evening off by insulting your host:
Holiday party hostesses often receive a bottle of wine as a polite gift from party-goers. This season, bring something less predictable -- Scentstories, a machine that plays discs featuring a collection of candle-like scents, will long outlast a bottle of beverage, and can be used during the party to enhance the ambiance.
If someone showed up at my house with a room deodorizer as a gift, I'd toss him out on his ear. That would be like giving a girlfriend control-top panty hose or your boss a copy of The Five Minute Manager.
Scentstories, by the way, is an electric room freshener that "gives you a unique quality candle-like experience." It comes in several trademarked scent themes, including strolling through the garden, wandering barefoot on the shore, and relaxing in the hammock. In my experience, relaxing in the hammock smells a lot like beer and sweat. What gift could be lovlier than that?
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