Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Give a guy a fighting chance . . .


O.K., here's the story.  I've made my own laundry detergent for a few years now already (it's posted here somewhere) but got a little lazy over the summer and needed to buy some.  SP was out so I asked if he could pick up a small bottle of the cheapest detergent out there. I figure if I'm making it myself for pennies a gallon, the cheap stuff probably does the trick too. So, into the store with hundreds of options (well, 20's of options at least), he goes.

 And he works his way down to all these pretty, inexpensive bottles that sure look like detergent.  (No, I was not following him taking pictures from the aisle over, haha...during a later shopping trip I noticed how this whole story could have gone down and started snapping away, (-:).

And he picked this one.  And he brought it home. And it even took me a couple quizzical minutes of study because I didn't immediately recognize it from my regular detergent section.

But then I caught it. You see there?  Under the 40?  OK, I'll wait a second for all of us of a certain age to get our reading glasses...in the tiniest lettering possible it says,
SOFTENER!

I mean, COME ON, a guy is supposed to know that a blue, detergent looking bottle, elbow to elbow with real detergent in the detergent section, that says you'll get 40 loads of something, is softener with only that teeny, tiny clue??  Even I gave SP a break on this one. I have to say though, having never used softener before in my life, I rather enjoyed the pleasant "blue sparkle" scent the clothes had.  Though as the weeks went on I wasn't especially digging the softener feel the clothes were getting. So, I used up the bottle and that was that.

End of story!

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