It seems that you can’t go anywhere without some type of advertisement being pushed at you. When you take a piss at the bar, they make sure there’s an ad right in front of your face. You leave the bar and catch a cab home. There’s an ad on top of the cab. Or maybe you feel like riding the bus. The bus and the bus stop are both big freaking advertisements.

Perhaps the bar is not your thing. So you go to the movies. You pay ten (or more) bucks, but they still subject you to commercials. You pay an outrageous sum of money for popcorn and drinks, and ads are plastered all over the packaging.

Me, I figured I’d go work on my farmer’s tan at the beach. Besides all the trash cans with movie posters plastered on them, I figure I’ll have a relatively ad-free day. But that was not the case. Now they have low-flying plane advertisements to obstruct your view of the beautiful blue skies.

When will they stop the insanity?

Tags: advertising · beach