The “tub wall higher than your knees” was referring to the original tub.
Twitter shows me an ad every time I log in for a yoga mat. The last yoga mat you’ll ever own. It’s slip resistant. It wicks moisture away. It’s durable. It’s flat. It’s rectangular. It’s a piece of fucking rubber. I can only imagine how much they’re charging these rich douche-nozzles for this thing that probably costs about a buck and half to make.
Lately I’ve been seeing ads on my Andoid tablet for a service called Fiverr. Apparently it’s mispelled if you don’t have the 2 r’s. No idea what the name is supposed to mean.
The first shows a bearded hipster-type dude working on a laptop while perched in a tree and looking entirely too smug about being himself. The tag line says “Find the job of a lifetime.” The second is for Fiverr+. This one reveals itself to be a placement service for “High-end contractors, on-demand.”
So that job of a lifetime they were touting consists of being a temporary employee somewhere. UMM, no. That’s not my definition of a job of a lifetime.
And the whole premise behind Fiverrrrrr was that it was a service where you could get a logo or a business plan or a web site made for five dollars.
Now, it must be expanding beyond that, but it does have the reputation of “cheap labor”.
(Like, if Dollar Tree started selling upscale jewelry, you still might not go there for “Tiffany necklaces and, this week, gen-u-ine Rolexes!”)
So even less like the “job of a lifetime”…
Well, if it wicks moisture it’s probably not rubber if that makes you feel any better.
But if you’re looking for something like that, Harbor Freight has an “anti-fatigue roll mat” that would probably work, is 6 feet by 2 feet by 5/16 inches and only costs about $11.
My latest peg-the-annoyance-meter ad is the Kellogg’s one with the announcer augustly pronouncing the “joy of Kellogg’s cereal… and ice cold milk”, presumably for the educational benefit of people who would otherwise soak their cereal in lukewarm orange juice or boiling olive oil or something.
Yeah, and I don’t like milk, so it sounds super unappealing right there.
Didn’t the cereal commercials use to always tout the healthful benefits of a breakfast consisting of their cereal, a glass of juice, and a piece of toast?
Ah, yes, every Saturday morning Lucky Cap’n Rabbit King Nuggets commercial would end with “…Part of this nutritious breakfast!”
And a shot of the bowl next to toast, eggs and bacon sometimes, and big glasses of OJ and milk.
Even as kids we’d shout over the “Part of” line with “NEXT TO!”
I eat mine dry. Some lactose intolerance, and i grew to like it.
I do like milk… but not when it’s ice-cold.
Also sometimes “this complete breakfast” or “this balanced breakfast.”
My understanding, having worked at Quaker Oats for several years, is that they weren’t willingly “touting healthful benefits” of a well-rounded breakfast, so much as being forced (probably by the FTC) to show that a bowl of their sugary cereal, which was largely empty calories, by itself, wasn’t enough to provide a kid with the recommended vitamins and nutrients.
Although, is there even such a thing as “recommended nutrients” for any single meal? The FDA numbers are all per day, and several of them can even be averaged out over multiple days. And in modern America, breakfast is usually the smallest meal anyway, and so it could be expected to account for fewer nutrients than lunch or supper.
Dunno. All I can say is that breakfast cereal companies didn’t show those “balanced breakfasts” in their ads out of the goodness of their hearts.
They sure didn’t - but I think the point of those commercials was to find a way to associate those cereals with a healthy meal. They surely couldn’t call Frosted Flakes a complete/balanced/healthy meal on its own. I don’t remember any non-sugary cereals being advertised that wa
Looks like a normal tub to be. Tub has to be deep enough to submerge at least a little bit.
Rail? Do you mean the trim on the wall paneling that is at a standard height?
The theory is you went need a roll-on shower. I don’t know how well that works in practice.
Right. That’s called a chair rail but who puts a chair in a bathroom?
Given that the height of the rail is the same height as the new tub, the guy is trying climb into a tub that has been superimposed over the walk-in.
Come to think of it, the length of the old tub reminds me of one I was in at my sister’s place in Texas. Their house was originally built for an oil baron and his staff; one time I visited, they put me in what had been the maid’s room. With a private bath squeezed into the space above the staff stairs.
That tub was not comfortable.
Me, too.