I suppose some time ago. McDonalds put out a commercial featuring a fish singing "Gimme back my filet o' fish, give me that fiiiissssshhhhh" over and over again until you want to shove a couple sticks of dynamite in your ears and blow your head to Kingdom Come.
If I've seen this commercial, I've purged it from memory.
Somebody someplace got the bright idea to make a toy out of this thing. It's a little plastic plaque with the fish mounted on it like a trophy you hang on the wall, and you push a button and the fish breaks out into song.
Somebody up at the clearance swamp corporate office thought this would be a great item for us to carry (Uggghh, did you learn nothing from the Christmas of the many singing dancing toys?
) and ordered a shitload to send out to all the stores. Ours are on a display tower near toys, where I work every truck. Which means I frequently get subjected to the following:
SC: Hey look! That fish from the McDonalds commercial! I wonder if it really sings....
Me: *don't push the button, don't push the button, don't push the....*
Fish: Gimme back my filet o' fish! Gimme that fiiiissshhhhhh....
Me:


If this keeps up, those fish are going to have an unfortunate accident involving the trash compactor.
If I've seen this commercial, I've purged it from memory.
Somebody someplace got the bright idea to make a toy out of this thing. It's a little plastic plaque with the fish mounted on it like a trophy you hang on the wall, and you push a button and the fish breaks out into song.
Somebody up at the clearance swamp corporate office thought this would be a great item for us to carry (Uggghh, did you learn nothing from the Christmas of the many singing dancing toys?
) and ordered a shitload to send out to all the stores. Ours are on a display tower near toys, where I work every truck. Which means I frequently get subjected to the following:SC: Hey look! That fish from the McDonalds commercial! I wonder if it really sings....
Me: *don't push the button, don't push the button, don't push the....*
Fish: Gimme back my filet o' fish! Gimme that fiiiissshhhhhh....
Me:



If this keeps up, those fish are going to have an unfortunate accident involving the trash compactor.


I've worked retail in the presence of such awful toys, so I surely know better. Yet I can't help myself. The irresistible pull of annoying music and dancing animals, it calls to me. I catch myself setting off ten of them, then walking away.
) but I guess if I had heard it for the jillionth time I'd probably despise it too.
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