In my house, like most American homes, we have a shower caddy. For those of you who do not know what a shower caddy is, it is the “thingamajig” that goes around the shower head which holds the shampoos, soaps, razors, and douche bottles. Come on you know what I am talking about.
Now that you know what I am talking about, you also know that there is a hierarchy of shampoos and soaps in the shower caddy, there’s your soap and shampoo and then there’s hers.
As you know, your shampoo and soap usually comes from the clearance rack at the local drug store or the shopping cart in the super market that sits in the front of the store labeled “Almost free ‘cause no other human being would buy this crap”.
Her shampoo, soap, razors, and douche bottles come from the “aisle”. The “aisle” is that nice and clean section of the super market. You know which aisle I am talking about; you cruise by on your way to the deli. You slowly move down the “aisle” looking at the nicely packaged products. You see on the packaging beautiful woman walking on the beach, the wind blowing the sheer dresses they have on. Ahh…it smells powdery fresh and feels like a spring morning.
You glance at the price of these aesthetically pleasing products and notice…$8 for shampoo, $5 for one bar of soap, $4 for a pack of 3 razors. Huh!
Now you are in the shower, and you grab the her soap, how pretty it looks, it smells fresh, you lather and right when you start to enjoy the jasmine scent…you see out of the corner of your eye a flash! Your wife just snatched the soap right from your hand and the shampoo too!
You object, you beg, you plead but in the end you have Jergens and she has Dove…. she has Pantene and you have Pert.
Ladies we want to smell good, feel fresh, and look clean…let us use your soap!