There’s a new (or new to me) commercial for Office Max/Depot (I forget which), that shows a kid sitting in class. The teacher asks who the first woman in space was and calls on the kid. He fumbles for a few seconds until he hears “psst…over here!” and turns to see Sally Ride sitting at a desk in a space suit and pointing to her name patch.
It then goes on to imply that somehow all of Junior’s problems would have been solved with a simple visit to Office Max/Depot. Uh, shouldn’t he have just read his textbook? Last time I went to an office supply store, they didn’t sell textbooks.
Not only that, but in the scene where the teacher is asking him the question, you can clearly see that he has a ring binder chock-full of paper sitting right in front of him. WTF? He has everything he needs!
In this age of trigger-happy litigation, I half-expected to see a disclaimer at the bottom of the screen saying “NOTE : Purchasing items at an office supply store has not been proven to be an effective substitute for actual knowledge.”
Then there’s the perennial (un)favorite - the Dell computer guy. Would you take computer advice from some blithering dunderhead who sounds like a bad imitation of an 80’s surfer? Did their ad agency just rent a copy of Fast Times at Ridgemont High, hoping to find out how young people talk these days? If so, they’re off the mark by almost 20 years.
I can’t believe that nobody in this thread has mentioned the myraid of commercials for “male enhancement” products that are currently cropping up. One of them has washed up porn star Ron Jeremy and a bunch of washed up porno actresses sitting around in a talk show set discussing “that certain part of the male anatomy.”
The other company selling this snake oil has a commercial that’s far more deceptive. They make it look exactly like a prescription drug commercial, right down to the product’s logo with the generic name under it in small letters.
There are similar commercials for supposed bust-enhancing products for women. This is to ensure that any of America’s mental rejects, no matter what their sex, have something to waste their money on now that Miss Cleo is gone.
The best part of the ads is when the women claim their breast sizes were improved by the pill and the disclaimer on the bottom says “results not typical.” In other words, the pill didn’t make their jugs bigger. They probably just put on a few pounds and so did their breasts. That’s how it works.
Ever since I ordered the Quick Chop (and paid extra for 7-10 day shipping, only to see it arrive in a month, after all the local stores were already carrying it) I’ve sworn off ordering anything from TV. This piece of shit can’t chop half the stuff they show it chopping in the commercial! It’s junk.