Nine languages to make a bowl of oatmeal and not one in an alphabet I recognize. |
The hair dryer I bought when we blew out the dual voltage one came with safety warnings in 32, count 'em, 32 languages. These are the kinds of instructions no one reads--don't use the hair dryer in the bathtub, etc. We are accustomed to these disclaimers in our own very litigious society, but I am wondering if maybe those international marketers could use their money more wisely in this instance.
My Armenian cellphone came with a pile of instruction books--not that I have ever read those in any language--all in Russian or Armenian. Happily, it is a Nokia phone with a model number I could find on the Internet and download the instructions. Although I had no intention of reading them, when I needed to find out how to unsilence the phone, they came in handy.
That's Malaga Wine OPI Gel!--the most conservative choice available. |
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