The radio says I’m supposed to shop

Below is a post I wrote back in September.  I'm going through my drafts and publishing some of them until I can figure out a direction with the blog.  I miss writing here and surprisingly I miss NOT shopping!  Although it has been fun dipping my toe back into the shopping world, I haven't really gone at it with the previous gusto.  Perhaps because I learned so much about myself, or because I am sad I only made it a little over 8 months.  It was an amazing experience. 

Written September 25th, 2009:

I was driving to work today and listening to the radio.  Normally I'd listen to my Ipod, but I'm driving an old Dodge Durango that is on loan.  My it-shall-not-be-named other car is a leased vehicle with already a zillion billion miles on it and I'm trying to figure out what to do.  So in the meanwhile I'm driving this car that forces me to listen to local talk radio.  Which is fine, I enjoy hearing all the local shennagins going on in my town.

This morning I heard several commercials for Economic Recovery.  I'm fairly certain these are PSAs- Public Service Announcements that the station does for free.  I'd love to know who is behind writing and producing them so I can wring their neck.  Like I don't have enough issues trying to avoid shopping without the radio blasting at me on my commute to BUY, BUY, BUY, BUY!!! 

According the the announcer, I personally can make a huge difference in the economic recovery by beginning to spend locally.  I do believe that if everyone started spending money again, we'd be in a little better shape with the economy, but what about my personal economic recovery? Are they going to make a commercial for that too?  Maybe the government can get other people to buy me things with their cute little jingles. 

3 thoughts on “The radio says I’m supposed to shop

  1. Years ago my teenage son came up with 2 ideas that he felt solved some problems. Every shopping mall to have a moving footway at each entrance, going outward at slighly less than the desired minimum walking speed. If you can’t walk fast enough you simply never get in. And if that fails, sniper towers, the snipers equipped with megaphones and rubber bullets. “The couple near Target, the woman in beige, pick it up please. This is your final warning.” Harsh. But fair.

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