Friday, July 17, 2009

Discount Boobs.

I live near LA. Let's consider that the context. So I'm driving, with a local radio station playing, when a commercial hits. This DJ's talking about her boob job, how you too can get the boob job at such-and-such plastic surgeon's office and the best part is there's a DISCOUNT simply by saying you heard about it from her. Errrrr. So yeah, the wrongness of this all. One, that we are now hawking plastic surgery on the radio. Two, it's surgery. Real surgery. Three, that IT'S FOR A DISCOUNT! I mean, maybe it's me, but something seems really disturbed about getting surgery at a discount. I'm waiting for the part when they say if you call in the next 30 minutes, you get a free compress for your head. Whether you agree with boob jobs is one thing. But discount boob jobs? Does this surgeon have a real license or was this an on-line class that emails your degree, which you can frame nicely at Aaron Brothers. It's SURGERY! They are putting you to sleep and using scalpels. Shouldn't you NOT be trying to get a discount for that? Who knows, you could wake up and the two new additions could be pointing in two different directions. Or lumpy. Or whatever. But you got a discount. Where do they save the 15%? Do they get it done 15% quicker? I mean whether or not you want new boobs is one thing, but I'm going to venture a guess that the good surgeon is probably not paying for radio time. And you might want to invest a little in something you're going to have to be seeing every time you de-robe. Merely my opinion.

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