This idea is free to any corporation that wishes to use it. It’s genius. No really, stick with me for a minute.
Today, I went to Sam’s Club. As I walked in, every TV in the place was playing a Disney cover of “Call Me Maybe.” Yep, the dreaded ear-worm. And it occurred to me, there’s a great way for companies to help me get over my annoyance at being bombarded with an ear worm.
Imagine though, if you could get a discount for realizing you were unfairly bombarded with an annoying pop hit?
So here’s how it’d work: you’d have to sign up for the program in advance. They’d have a rolling list of the ear-worm hits they’ll honor the discount. Then, you just have to present your loyalty card at the check-out and name the ear worm they played.
The way I see it, the store then has incentive to not play an annoying pop-hit. And you have an incentive to at least bear with it. And I would’ve gotten a discount at Sam’s Club today, which is what this is really all about.
Archives for July 2013
Pressure cooker
Stress… they always say it’s like a pressure cooker. I used a pressure cooker for the first time yesterday. When it was done, I flipped the little pressure thing, and all the pressure fizzled out.
Yeah, if I could do that to my brain some days, it’d be amazing.
Heard around the house:
My son: “I’m so excited ’cause we’re going to play all day!”
Me: “Well, it’s really a learning thing… more like school than playing all day.”
My son: “Yeah, but school is like playing.”
Good.
I ended my day today watching fireworks over our hill. It was a very good day. As we turned to walk back in the house, my son slumped his shoulders, as though if we had only stayed out on the deck for a few more minutes, we might have seen something amazing.
Like a father, I said, “Son, you can choose to mourn the things you imagine you might have had, or to rejoice in the good things you DID have. But you have to choose.”
God says that to me a lot lately.
Celebration – From a Child
In brief:
My son has been waiting for certain days (like today) for a while. Like many children, he has a hard time keeping dates in perspective, so this morning he wasn’t aware that it was a holiday, even though he’s been excited about it for a few weeks.
When he was reminded, he danced around the room, played air guitar, and cheered.
Kids don’t struggle to celebrate. They just do. It’s pretty awesome to watch.