I've never really given Billy Mays (the OxyClean pitchman) any thought other than to wonder "why is he yelling?" But word of his death this weekend was sadder than I expected. Probably because I never wondered if the guy was married (he was) or if he had kids (he had two, a son in his 20's and a daughter who is a toddler).Then there were interviews with people who knew him personally; every one of them talking about what a gentile and kind man he was. I was kind of touched by their love of their friend.
It's not like I'm an asshole ALL the time. It's just Billy Mays was someone I never gave a whole lot of thought to until he was gone. I didn't even realize that he had a reality show on the Discovery Channel called "Pitchmen".
So, I guess I will say goodbye to waking up on the couch in the middle of the night to hear Billy's fast-and-furious sales pitches, replete with blood stains galore and wood floors that look like they have hosted a thousand barn dances. In a strange way, I will miss that.
But what I really hope and pray is that Billy's passing won't be like Hercules fighting the hydra. I can't stand there being one of these fucking ShamWow dip shits in the world, let alone a multitude.
Vince Offer, Vince Shlomi.....whatever your name is - you're no Billy Mays. You never will be. You're destined to just be a gigantic annoying tool who beats up women.
Pitchmen was a great show! And, I agree, Vince will never be Billy Mays.
ReplyDeleteVince is a big, giant, whispering eye of a man. Some day, some girl is going to beat him up.
ReplyDeleteI read an article about him on the plane this Sunday and then found out through a Facebook status on my blackberry that he had died that day. Too weird! I didn't even recognize his name at first, but my husband clued me in. "You just read that article about him." Strange coincidence!
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