As I was listening to the radio earlier today, an ad came on which basically went something like this.
Female voice 1: "Hi! My name is Something Orother. I work all day repairing wheels and brakes on trains. It's really cramped and tight in there".
Female voice 2: "Do you need to lose weight? We are proud to be able to offer various surgical procedures".
It was a serious ad, I might add.
Although the girl's boyfriend probably is happy she underwent surgery - he too was working under trains in a way, and I doubt he had the good luck of getting to feel anything tight besides his own breathing - couldn't the girl just have gone to the gym?
We live in an instant gratification society today. People borrow money to go on vacation, hoping to get into the Mile High Club. They undergo surgery to lose weight, hoping to leave the Mile Wide Club.
It's all now, now, now, gimme, gimme, gimme.
Had Rocky been written today, he wouldn't even have made it outside the door.
/JP
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