Pimp My Vaccuum

So I totally forgot to actually write about what I wanted to regarding QVC in my rush to get to work this morning. Last night my roommate and I sat down to watch some QVC, as is our custom on rare occassions, QVC can really be pretty hilarious in the wee hours of the morning. Tonight though we tuned in just in time for a showcase of some new bra, I forget what it was called. Anyway, we watched in silence for about 10 minutes, during which time they were explaining how these bras worked. The whole time I was sitting and just marvelling at the level of technological development that has gone into the female undergarment industry, I mean seriously some of the stuff they were explaining sounded so ingenious that it must have come from some MIT engineering grad.
My roommate watched in a similar silence and told me what he had been thinking about later. Apparently he had a rather different reaction to my astonishment at the technological end of the show. My roommate told me how amazed he was that women wear underwear. He stared me right in the eye and said something very similar to "It's like they do people things....you know, like regular people do." Aparently in the 10 minutes of watching this QVC showcase my roommate had stumbled upon the fact that women are actual functioning human beings, as opposed to just being antagonists, extras, background npcs, supporting cast, red shirts, whatever terminology you want to use.
It's long been a theory of mine that a lot of the hatred and misunderstanding that exists in the world stems from the fact that people do not recognize one another as being people, as I have said before, we all use labels to simplify people and negate the reality of their existence, maybe we could all take a page out of my roommate's book and take a minute when we judge someone to realize that hey....that person put underwear on this morning too.

Not a real person......A QVC shopper

I'll admit I've purchased something from QVC before, it was a power washer that could aparently clean anything from decks to concrete to children's faces. I think it might actually remove children's faces though so don't go trying that without reading the instructions. Regardless, I bought the power washer for my dad for his birthday, and he stil has never used it. You might think I might be a bit pissed off by this, after all I did buy it for him and the least he could do is use it once. But no, I have no right to be angry, because the reason I bought it for him was selfish and assinine.
Earlier that year on mischief night I pulled pranks on our neighbors, rearranged lawn furniture, moved a for-sale sign, and silly stringed messages onto driveways saying "help, I've trapped in your driveway." Of course as an alibi I had to prank my own house so no-one would suspect (I would like to point out that this was a few years ago, I swear I'm not this kind of person now...). So I sillystringed pretty much my whole house and made a real mess.
Well, all the neighbors cleaned up their yards and houses, meanwhile I was far too lazy to wipe off the walls of my house. As a resul the silly string caked on and became largely irremovable. Finally in February as my Dad's birthday is coming around I see the power washer on QVC and immediately order it so that my dad can clean up my mess from 3 months prior. My mom was actually pretty thrilled, but I think she just liked the idea of having a power washer around. My dad saw right through the bullshit though, he's never touched that power washer and I can't say I blame him. Since then the gifts I get for my dad have improved significantly.