A True Story

The other day, I was standing in one of my stores (I'm a soda sales rep), waiting to talk to a manager. Bored, I decided to read the back of a box of Little Debbie Boston Creme Rolls. It was a description by Ann Schrader (Kenny's wife), about how much Little Debbie Snack Cakes have been a part of their family's lives. While reading this, a number of thoughts ran through my head:

--Did the box designer just take an old pizza ad and replace "Red Baron" with "Little Debbie"?

--Have you ever switched brands of snack cakes based on the advice of the wife of a Nascar driver?

--Should cream-filled cakes be a major part of ANY family?

--Does Federated Auto Parts do the same thing? Will I see Ann telling me what a big part the network of independent auto parts dealers have played in her life as I buy windshield wipers?

All of these things together caused me to laugh out loud, getting the manager's attention. Rather than explain this to her, I simply played it off.
And this, once again, explains why I don't have a girlfriend.