Sunday, November 13, 2005

Hello, caller.

I was recently flipping through the channels. I flip fast and even faster through those middle Local access, Home shopping channels. But for some reason I stopped and landed on QVC. The well-kept host with her perfect Texas Beauty Queen hair and florescent smile was selling some lovely necklaces. They were made of small silver hoops interlocking to form the spectacle displayed on a mannequin neck. The Beauty Queen was speaking about the beauty of the necklace with a caller who recently purchased one. You see, the caller liked it so much she was about to buy another (they came in three different sizes). The caller sounded delicate. Alone.

The host propped the necklace in front of different colored cloths to demonstrate how well it complemented any color (especially blue, the caller's favorite). As the host displayed the shiny necklace around her perfectly manicured nails, she asked who this necklace was for. The caller said it was for herself.

"Thanks for loving yourself," beamed the host, condescendingly.

Immediately, sadness emanated from the screen. The fake set, the fake jewelry, the fake host.

"Nobody else does–" replied the caller.

The statement, registering before the caller finished prompted the host to ignore it. But more than that. Almost interjecting. As if embarrassed or annoyed. This caller will not ruin my show. On she went dismissing life going on around her and focused back on the beautifully fake necklace being sold for $29.99 plus S&H.

Thanks for calling. Click