As my wife and former teachers can tell you, I have the opposite of laser focus. I'm more of a prismatic thinker, where I can take a singular thought or observation and turn it into a number of ROYGBIV-worthy angles. Typically, I automatically consider a few key perspectives: trained marketer, potty humorist, foodie, science geek, tech geek, entrepreneur, Darwinist, and what would my wife let me publish?
Friday, July 15, 2011
Is Someone Finally Selling Dog Crap Powder?
Hey Marketing brethren, I'm going to hereby call this phenomenon the Dog Crap Powder Fallacy. It's where you need to qualify the call-to-action ("Drop 30 lbs") with a point of parity (by sprinkling this tasteless powder on your food). Otherwise, I'm sure I could get you not to eat your food and therefore drop your precious weight with a number of other things as well: hammerin' nails, fingernails, mouse crap, titmouse crap (I get paid by the Titmouse Awareness Board everytime I mention their species), diced beets (beets are gross), and human ashes.
I think you get the picture. I purposefully did not click on this link because I want to believe someone is selling dog crap powder. Finally.
Titmousily yours,
FOTY
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