squid_vicious

I was having dinner at my favorite chinese place in the SF neighborhood where I used to live. There was a big white van with tinted windows parked outside. A bunch of young people came up to the van and a guy got out. The he proceeded to unload a whole bunch of these wierd backpack contraptions. There were speakers on the back and a big arm that ran up the back of the thing and held a flat screen above the person's head. They strapped several of these things onto the kids (early twenties... you know, kids) that had showed up.

We were sitting right next to the window and watching all of this. We thought it was going to be some sort of odd performance art thing and we at least thought it would be good for a laugh. Then they turned the things on. Advertizing. Fucking ads.

Right, I don't see enough fucking ads. The 200 giant fucking billboards in SF weren't enough. The video screens on the gas pumps and in the produce section of the god damned grocery store weren't sufficient to get the message across. I need to be subjected to this shit while I'm walking down the street in the mission or sitting in Yum Yum House eating my five flavored chicken.

When I saw the yahoo ad come up on the screen, I felt like walking outside and kicking that human billboard right in the nads.