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(Before I start...I just googled "shangle adapter" for you. You get 27 hits. There is a guy in cyberspace named Rick Shangle, and he makes adapters. No shit. Oh yeah...CertainTeed calls its shingles "shangles.")
Every year between November 1 and December 24, at least ten people a day come in asking for male-to-male AC adapters. The dumb fucks put multiple strands of lights on their homes or trees without plugging them all together first, or without plugging them together as they string, and inevitably wind up with the female ends of two strings pointing directly at each other. And since it's easier to just buy an adapter than it is to take down the incorrectly-hung lights, they go to either Home Depot or Lowe's to try to get this elusive device.
When someone comes in asking for one, my response is always the same: "Are you TRYING to get yourself killed?"
I was discussing the phenomenon of people attempting to kill themselves with our products with another associate, and we decided that the safest and easiest way to deal with the problem would be to go to a pawnshop and buy a .45-caliber pistol. We stick the gun in the vault. If you decide you simply MUST go out and kill yourself, we'll give you the gun and you can go behind the building and shoot yourself with it. This way your kid doesn't die when the deck you put up with one bolt per pier instead of two (one bolt just acts as a pivot point) collapses, and your wife doesn't die when the floor you built with 2x4 floor joists falls in.
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