My ex-wife got me in the habit of checking the coupons in the Sunday paper, a long time ago. I guess it’s good thing to do, though I sometimes question the ROI of coupon clipping. Anyway, last Sunday’s paper had a coupon for a new toilet bowl cleaner.
Now, I know we Americans tend go way over the top with cleanliness. This is well established. We’re always sanitizing stuff that really doesn’t need to be sanitized. We’re the biggest babies on the planet, when it comes to germs. And, god forbid any child should come withing ten yards of anything that hasn’t just come out of the sterilizer, and isn’t made of anti-bacterial plastic. I know all this.
But, I have to admit, this product took me by surprise. I’m not even sure what made me notice it, but I had to take a second and third look, to make sure I was reading it correctly. Because, this is truly taking this cleanliness fetish to new heights (or depths, as the case may be). Someone, and I don’t remember who the manufacturer was, but Lysol seems like a likely candidate, has introduced a toilet bowl cleaner with Teflon in it!
I shit you not! Teflon! For your toilet bowl!. I really don’t know what to make of this. I guess the idea is to eliminate the occasional “skidmark”. And, I admit skidmarks are unpleasant, but Teflon?
Okay, I guess Teflon is “slicker’n shit”. It’s definitely “slicker’n snake snot”. (I, unfortunately, have first hand knowledge of this. Don’t ask. It was ugly.) But, I really like that phrase, and it naturally came to mind. I guess the thing that’s been nagging me about this, is the question, do we really need this product? Was this really what dozens of chemical engineers went to school for? Is this such a major issue for people that it was worth all the R&D effort and the advertising campaign to get the word out that, AT LAST!, your bowl can be minty fresh (they didn’t really say that…yet)?
I’ve spent almost a week, wondering what to do with the newfound knowledge that I can coat my toilet bowl with Teflon, and I’m still baffled. So, take it away, Dopers. (Please! If I could flush it out of my mind, I would.)
Oh, and, sorry for all the shitty puns.