Products that did not save my life, nor will they ever.

Yesterday I featured products that were heaven sent during the process of moving into my collegiate box. Today, I have a feature of products that I will likely never use, if only because of their ridiculous infomercials. Case in point: The Space Bag.





Now, as I mentioned yesterday, closet organization has always been a bit of an issue for me. It took me a year after we moved into our new house to actually get all of my clothes, accessories, shoes, etc. organized in my closet/bathroom.

I would never go so far as to describe my closet as a jungle. THAT's just saaaad.

But I did seriously consider this product until I realized that this product is FANTASTIC....if you never want to actually wear your clothes. Sure, suck all the air out of the bag and stuff as much as you want in them. Put all your clothes in these bags and your space problems are solved. But don't come crying to me when you realize that you put your entire wardrobe in the attic and now you have to go back up there and search through the sheets of flattened fabric for that very specific pink shirt you want--wait, what's that? You've got thirty pink shirts? Well, start digging, because you won't be able to tell them apart once they're in the space bags.

Look on the bright side, though. You can store everything in a soapy bathtub! How cool is that?
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Moving on. I've always been kind of a heavy sleeper, so getting up in the morning for 8 o clock classes is a potential difficulty that I face. I had to find the perfect alarm clock. This is not it.

"QUICK! EVERYONE OUT OF BED! THE FIRE ALARM IS GOING OFF!"
*loud cursing from next door* "EVERY MORNING! EVERY FREAKING MORNING!"
*pounding on door* "SARAH, I SWEAR TO YOU THAT IF YOU DO NOT TURN OFF THAT $&%# ALARM CLOCK I WILL KILL YOU."
"I'm sorry! I can't find the helicopter thing. It flew off somewhere into my jungle of a closet."
"DID YOU CHECK BEHIND THE SHOES?!"
"Yes! It's gotta be here somewhere."
Ten minutes later, as the whole dorm floor has congregated outside my door with pitchforks and candle warmers (because no fire is allowed in dorms, of course), the flying topper of the alarm clock is located and the clock is tossed out of the sixth-story window, never to be heard from again.

I decided instead to just get an alarm clock that personally annoys me and put it on the other side of my dorm room so I have to get up to hit the snooze button.

I'll end the post with a product that is probably kind of worthwhile, but I just have a few bones to pick with the infomercial.




First things first: If your closet is really that messy, perhaps you should first consider getting rid of the mountains of clothes that you don't use and keeping the other mountains that you do use. That might solve part of your problem right there.

What bothers me more about this commercial, though, is that I can't quite figure it out. Not the flip fold itself, but this so-called "inventor". If department stores have been using the Flip Fold for years, wouldn't you think the inventor would have capitalized on it long ago? My suspicion is that she found out through some scandalous and nefarious means the big secret of department stores and their folding techniques, and she decided to steal the design and name it something catchy to turn a profit. Then again, that could just be good business on her part.

What REALLY kills me about this, though, is how many times they use the word FUN in conjuction with LAUNDRY. NO LAUNDRY IS FUN. PERIOD. Who do these people think they are? That's just an outrageous, unashamed lie, and dishonest advertisers get their names written in permanent ink on the naughty list.