Commercial peeve - Melodramatic, corsetted mistress of the obscure
"Low T" Because heaven forbid you call it what it IS (low testosterone) and possibly alienate your potential customers.
As a guy who has a low level of testosterone due to diabetes, the treatments are either a) stabby or b) messy.
(Well, there's also a patch, but the last one I used a few years ago was half the size of an iPad, which is suboptimal when going places like a gym with public showers.)
|Date:||June 22nd, 2010 01:26 pm (UTC)|| |
If it's what I worked on, it's a topical gel (therefore 'messy') but the dose was on par with, say, hand lotion and had a quick-dry base of IPA (as I recall). We also had to be careful working with it, as it was intended to be absorbed through the skin. So, flammable, a controlled substance AND we really had to be careful about gloves and clean-up. It was 'fun' stuff. And they wanted us to make sure it was delivering the correct dose - on something that evaporates quickly. :p We weighed the bottle.
My call-a-spade-a-spade mindset is the one grumbling about this. Every time the commercial plays I think 'call it what it IS, dammit, are mens' egos really that delicate?!", which leaves me to be contemptuous of the advertisers if they are wrong... and men in general if they are right.
.... of course, this means I am thinking about and remembering a commercial o.O Gotta stop doing that.