As a consumer who is on a fixed income I watch prices carefully and shop around for the best value for my buck. I don’t mind, I really don’t. But when I find what I want to buy, is it asking too much to be able to open the product? I don’t think that’s unreasonable.
Have you looked at the packaging lately? One of my little digital cameras uses batteries I can only obtain through Radio Shack (excuuuuse me The Shack). Not long ago I went to that store and ordered two batteries to be shipped to my home from the manufacturer. Now these batteries are about maybe an inch in size…maybe. They’re small.
The industrial strength plastic in which they were wrapped, however, was the size of Stephen King’s latest novel. This is the type of plastic that even a razor blade has difficulty slicing through. They couldn’t stop at one layer; no, you manage to get through the first section only to find the teeny little battery is further encased in MORE PLASTIC!
And that’s not counting all the blood involved as I invariably slice through one of my digits as I attempt to get this ^%&$ package opened. Do you know how many scissors I have thoroughly ruined? And don’t tell me about those little gadgets they sell that open this plastic – I have two of them and they don’t work any better — it’s nothing but a razor blade with a flippin’ handle and I still end up a bloody mess. Gah….
For my birthday, Devoted Spouse gave me a CD I wanted. Yippee skippy – the other day I decided to open it and load it onto my laptop so I could download it to my mp3 player. Crap on toast, do you know how dangerous it is to simply open a CD these days? Me and the old butcher knife slowly crept up to the CD and with it firmly in my grasp, I butchered the crap outta the cellophane plastic, scratching the CD case in the process. Okay that wasn’t that bad. But then there’s that pesky little strip of tape across the top to keep the REAL thieves from stealing the CD (not to mention the little bumpy piece of plastic on the back cover). First I followed the instruction — you know the one that in teeny tiny letters on the back says, “PULL” ? Yeah, that worked for about 1/100 of a millimeter worth of tape. So I got my handy dandy Ginzu knife and ever so gently slid it under the tape and tried to pry off the tape that way.
Forty minutes, a dulled knife, a CD jewel case that came apart, and about 4 bandaids later, I had that %^&^ tape off my new CD.
The powers that be have convinced the American public that these plastic monstrosities are for public safety – to cut down on theft. Heck even a thief can’t get into this crap without major bloodletting.
I’m going to Amazon.com and ordering a flak jacket, teflon butcher gloves, and protective eyewear so I’m prepared for my next encounter.