| Marius' Rant of the Day, 3/17/01 |
| Right. I have something of a headache (I knew at the time
that having pepper jerky for breakfast was a stupid plan, but hey), so I
snagged this unopened bottle of Aleve. Upon opening it, I realized 2
things: There was an instruction manual, the bottle was short, stumpy,
and looked altogether strange, and that there was a label you could peel
off.
Curious, I peeled the label. Which is actually some sort of (get this) restickable label, and has 3 sides filled with tiny print warnings and things. Then I looked at the instructions. This is great. Two pages, small print, with directions on how to open the bottle (duh) and (I love this) how to peel and repeal the label on the back. You ask yourself: Does anybody ever say to themselves "Damn, that label REALLY had me confused, I'm sure glad they included an instruction manual!" or "Wow, I haven't opened 6,586 OTHER bottles of pills in my life, so I was really confused, and I couldn't read the directions on top of the bottle." And I paid $5 for this thing. 24 pills, a dinky plastic bottle, and a textbook. I think I've been insulted. |