I’m not quite sure why “I wanna hold your Hand” relates to Door dash or UberEats or which ever service they’re advertising.
I do like to hear the song. One of the Grandkids was singing it today. I told her it was very old by the Beatles. She said “No, Nana they just started playing that commercial”
I gave up at that point.
I happened to catch one where everyone was seriously obsessed with the weather. Like “calling a friend in another part of the country because you saw a weather report for their area” obsessed. 
I am old. If a friend of mine lives far away and I hear there’s some kind of weather going on where they live, I’ll give them a call. And some people are into that shit. Even young people. Progressive needs to stop non-kink shaming.
I agree with your whole post.
My apologies for being unclear in my post. I don’t like they way these commercials shame people for doing things either. I’ve gotten calls (or more likely these days, IMs or texts) myself from friends who had heard about bad weather in my area (or what they think is my area) and are concerned. My rolleyes was not directed at the idea of being concerned, or curious, about how someone was dealing with weather. Rather, with the idea that there’s something wrong with that.
Although I was amused by the person who was looking out his window and saying, “10% chance of rain? Looks more like 40% to me.”
I’d be proud to turn into people like my parents were.
Do ask them if they appreciate that, or are annoyed by it.
We have a brother-in-law (Boomer, though younger than I am) who does that. And we look at each other and say “WHAT was the POINT of THAT?!?”
The forecast he’s seeing might be right, in which case we’re busy rushing to take in our patio cushions, or trying to get Toto into the storm cellar.
OR… (90% of the time) it’s The Weather Channel needing to fill 24 hours of storm-driven crisis.
I swear, I can show you hundreds of his texts: “Omigod, hope you’re taking shelter! Looks like you’re right in the middle of a storm with 60 mph winds!” Sometimes he includes photos of the USA weather map with colored-coded Danger Areas, shot off his TV screen (which is on the other end of the country).
We used to reply and show him the kids playing outside under a cloudless blue sky. But we’ve been worn down until we don’t even respond now…
Luckily he texts rather than phones, because I doubt I could keep a civil tongue after a call like that.
Sometimes I’ll send something like, “Looks like there’s some nasty weather out your way. How’s it going there?” But I try not to be alarmist about it.
I don’t know how to break it to all of you but … you’ve turned into your parents.
Same here. My Mom was a hoot; she used to tell me dirty jokes, and when my wife and I announced our engagement she practically knocked me over so she could hug her.
Dad was the quieter type, but he had his moments.
I nominate Ollie Pets’ dog food commercial with the dogs eating their food for “most disgusting sound effects.” How did they get such nausea-making slobbery gobbling audio? Is the food extra gloppy? Is the microphone attached to the bottom of the bowl, turned up to 11? Are these special dogs bred to be extra loud and sloppy eaters? All three? So. Very. Disgusting.
The marketers must think making potential customer heave from hearing their commercials is a good way to generate new business. They’re wrong.
My Dad was a great man. If I could be half as great. Mind you, he used to brag about me, which I thought was silly.
New Taco Bell commercial. Someone cradles the food in hands adorned with hideous long acrylic nails crusted in rhinestones and god knows what else. As appetizing as having a roach crawl over it.
And one for Inspired Closets (I swear these people are just trying to piss me off). In this one, a lady dressing for an interview sneers at the idea that anyone might have an issue with her ten-year employment gap, because she was working: raising her children! Barf. I’d like to see the follow-up where she’s sobbing in her gargantuan luxury closet because she didn’t get the job.
Here it is:
It reminds me of the old joke: The secret to life is sincerity. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made.
While the holding hands thing is extraordinarily stupid, the fact that he bought stilts with the money he saved using Liberty Mutual insurance seems pretty stupid, too. How much do stilts cost? Certainly not more than $100.
Let’s google wooden stilts!
These are a bit more at $92.16.
My point is - you didn’t save that much money! Failed commercial in more than one way.
There’s also a long history of various “I bought x with the money I saved!” commercials over the years, usually with the person having bought something silly and/or frivolous. As if spending less on insurance or whatever legally requires you to blow the price difference on something stupid. You could just actually, you know, save it.
Whaaaaaaat? This is America!
Squishee Binge!
FYI, you are not the only one to criticize that commercial. Here’s an article from The Hollywood Reporter that Google pulled the ad due to the criticism.
However, after the Dear Sydney ad debuted, a flurry of online commentators on X, Reddit and other platforms criticized the spot, noting how it took what should have been a personal, emotional moment and made it feel mechanical, and how it seemed to discourage creative and thoughtful writing in favor of an automated alternative.
“Please think for me. I can’t bear to.” - Stone Temple Pilots
I am bothered by this Citizens Bank commercial to an irrational extent. TLDR: skip to the dialog, which is the worst problem. The commercial starts with a well-dressed woman on a downtown city street. She had presumably been walking somewhere but has momentarily stopped to see who is calling her on her phone. She sees that it’s Eric from Citizens Bank and takes the call. At this point she resumes walking but time essentially stops around her: other pedestrians are stopped in their tracks, a skateboarder is frozen in the air mid-trick, someone’s spilling coffee remains suspended in midair. (It’s exactly like in the old TV movie The Girl, the Gold Watch & Everything for anyone who might remember that.) Our protagonist nonchalantly walks around in this frozen time world while she talks with her Citizens Bank contact. Here is the full dialogue from this phone call:
Mel: Hi, Eric.
Eric: Hi, Mel. Is now good for a quick catch-up on your plan?
Mel: Yes. Now’s great.
Eric: Has anything changed since we last spoke?
Mel: You know what? Yes. I’m thinking more long-term.
Eric: Great. We’ll make that change to your plan and adjust as needed.
Mel: This helps a lot.
Eric: Bye, Mel.
Mel: Bye.
Voiceover: Make sense of your money. With Citizens.
When the call concludes, time becomes unfrozen and the world continues as if it had never stopped, other than that Mel has walked a considerable distance. So it looks to everyone else like she teleported, I guess.
The frozen time thing is never explained and makes no sense. But what’s way more annoying is that dialog. I mean, if I were Eric I’d be pretty uncomfortable making any changes for Mel without at least a couple of follow-up questions, but I guess Mel seems pretty happy so maybe Eric just really knows his customers. But as someone watching the commercial I’m not sold that Citizens Bank will help me “Make sense of my money”.