Thursday, November 15, 2012

For the train ride home ...

I always enjoy a good blog post that makes me laugh to the point of crying, so enjoy!

The Hater’s Guide To The Williams-Sonoma Catalog

Some key quotes:
Oh, thank God! Thanksgiving was mere weeks away and I was like OH FUCK, WE'RE OUT OF TWINE. AND WE HAVE NO PLACE TO DISPENSE SAID TWINE.
I also like that these gloves come with the word POTATO labeled across each one. Late at night, I often go digging through my basement screaming, "WHERE ARE THE GODDAMN POTATO GLOVES?" Because I usually end up grabbing the carrot gloves first, you know?
What kills me is that there are clearly people out there who have shitloads of money and NO cooking skills who order this shit. Who are these people? How are there so many of them that Williams-Sonoma can sustain its business model? Are we all just racking up massive biscuit debts that will soon break the economy? I imagine that 60 percent of Williams-Sonoma's business come from a group of six Persian oil barons, who buy everything in every catalog five times over every year for no good reason at all. Seventy-two-dollar biscuits.


deepfish said...

Thank you!

Just sittin here waitin for parents to show up for interviews. Soul numbing.

I really needed a belly laugh.

Now the teachers down the hall are all worried about me... LOL

Ashley said...

OMG. By the time I got to the fruitcake, I was laughing/crying so hard I couldn't see the screen anymore.

Thanks for a great laugh! I so want one of these catalogues now so I can see this crazy sh!t for myself!

Dakota said...

This is so funny....

I am guilty of loving Williams Sonoma. I do cook a lot and like some of the stuff they have. It is expensive but I treat myself now and again. Everyone has something they spend on, Coach bags, shoes, Mercedes. Me it is kitchen stuff.

ExGOnowTTC said...

It's the shop for middle class people who think rich people shop there.