06-08-2012, 09:22 PM
back when i was growing up, i was what you would call, 'anti-social' and it wasn't because i was setting fire to police cars or burning down churches, it was because there were a few things about life that i couldn't understand.
okay, the whole ten hot dogs per package vs. eight buns per package oddity was easy to figure out... its a marketing -- rather genius -- ploy. this strategy locks customers into a hotdog consumption loop that requires you to buy four packs of hotdogs and five packages of buns to ensure the proper wiener to bun ratio.
this was such a successful plan that other hotdog and bread companies got wise and started their own schemes that altered the number of wieners and buns per package, thus throwing off the ratio and creating chaos.
this thread is not about that.
this thread is about weird shit your family does.
for example, when i was living with my parents, they would buy plastic trash bags when they were on sale however, we were never allowed to use trash bags because there was no point in buying something just to throw it away. by the time i left for college, there was a stack of about 40 boxes of trash bags sitting in the corner of the garage... all unopened.
we weren't allowed to use paper towels either for almost the same reason, however, if you looked at another shelf in the garage, you would think we were hoarding cleaning supplies.
we had a lawn i wasn't allowed wear shoes on, televisions that were never turned on, air conditioners that were never used once, etc.
post your family's idiosyncrasies.
okay, the whole ten hot dogs per package vs. eight buns per package oddity was easy to figure out... its a marketing -- rather genius -- ploy. this strategy locks customers into a hotdog consumption loop that requires you to buy four packs of hotdogs and five packages of buns to ensure the proper wiener to bun ratio.
this was such a successful plan that other hotdog and bread companies got wise and started their own schemes that altered the number of wieners and buns per package, thus throwing off the ratio and creating chaos.
this thread is not about that.
this thread is about weird shit your family does.
for example, when i was living with my parents, they would buy plastic trash bags when they were on sale however, we were never allowed to use trash bags because there was no point in buying something just to throw it away. by the time i left for college, there was a stack of about 40 boxes of trash bags sitting in the corner of the garage... all unopened.
we weren't allowed to use paper towels either for almost the same reason, however, if you looked at another shelf in the garage, you would think we were hoarding cleaning supplies.
we had a lawn i wasn't allowed wear shoes on, televisions that were never turned on, air conditioners that were never used once, etc.
post your family's idiosyncrasies.
"Yeah. I understand the mechanics of it, shithead. I just don't understand how this is any less retarded than what I'm suggesting." - Kiley; Housebound.
Your dad was a great man and my grandpa always said that no one could sing or drive that tour bus better than him. 
