Thursday, August 25, 2005

I've got something for the inventor of the blister packaging process...

We've all been victims of it because you can't buy anything anymore without getting that lovely atmospherically neutral clamshell of a plastic nuisance. Retailers will tell you that it cuts down on theft and makes things easier to stock shelves with.

I'll tell you that more times than not, your scissors won't open it, you're too damn afraid to attack it with a straight razor or other sharp implement for breaking the contents and once you HAVE cut into it, you may have gashed yourself on a sharp plastic edge enough to require sutures.

Here's a thought: The person (or persons) who invented it should be sealed alive inside one themselves. We can put them on display much like the dead corpse of the dictator or Communist leader of your choice except they won't appear peaceful and sleeping, their faces will be frozen with the rigor mortis of fear and hopefully their fingernails will have left scratch marks on the inside. Think Han Solo frozen in carbonite.

1 comment:

Peter said...

And then try and return something defective when you take in the packaging looking like O.J. opened it!