If you order in the next ten minutes we will double your order for free. Simply pay the shipping and handling.
But wait! We’re not done yet.
For ordering in the next ten minutes we’ll triple your offer. You simply pay the additional processing and postage charge.
We’ve all heard it. And heard it more than we want to.
And did you?
Wait I mean.
I want to know what happens if we don’t wait?
I’ve been waiting for years and still haven’t ordered half of the products offered with the “but wait” tag words.
Nothing has happened to me so far because of my waiting. Well, unless you count that incident with the shrinking bags that exploded while shrinking. Of course that could be because I put two closets worth of clothes in a bag not quite large enough to accommodate one pillow.
I swear. It wasn’t my fault. They fit in there with the bag open.
As for the rest of the “but wait” enticements. I’m still waiting.
I’ve been waiting for years on some of these products.
I’ve waited past the ‘next six minutes’ and even the ‘next ten minutes’.
The commercials and product infomercials are still airing on the television and they are still touting the ‘but wait’ and ‘order in the next_________’ (insert your own minutes here).
Apparently they didn’t mean it. The waiting part I mean. You can order these things anytime you want and still get all the free goodies if you pay the shipping and handling charges.
But who are we paying to handle this stuff though? The King of Saudi Arabia? I can pack and mail a package and my handling won’t cost $9.95. At least not for this kind of handling.
I’ve often wanted to call them and say, “No. I don’t want the free items for the cost of shipping and handling. Yes, I know you think it’s a good deal, but the good is only for you. Does anyone really buy 4 cases of “Super Stick to Anything If You Knead It Enough Putty? Can clothes really get whiter than white? And if they can what color would that be?”
Where are the truth in advertising people when you need them?
I’ve been sitting and ‘but(t) waiting’ so long my butt hurts.
From the life and mind of:
Wanda M. Argersinger
© 2013 All Rights Reserved