You're Not a Winner
The six-pack of Minute Maid orange juice bottles I bought at the store this week includes some kind of instant win game. The grand prize is a trip to Hollywood, but there's no indication of what the other prizes are, if any exist at all. As such, the underside of the lid of nearly every 12 fl. oz. Minute Maid original 100% pure squeezed orange juice bottle right now has a message which reads:
SORRY
YOU'RE NOT
A WINNER
TRY AGAIN
Kind of a depressing message, if you ask me, and so personal. Just because I didn't win this one little game, they choose to make it all about me. I was even a little indignant on first seeing it the other day, thinking, "I am so a winner — just not a winner of your stupid Hollywood trip! You're the loser, not me!"
Perhaps it was the regression to thousands of instant win games I probably played as a kid, on toys and fast food and soft drinks and so on, or maybe I was just feeling a little young anyway.
But hey, you know, if someone tries to convince you that you're not a winner either, at least you're in good company.
SORRY
YOU'RE NOT
A WINNER
TRY AGAIN
Kind of a depressing message, if you ask me, and so personal. Just because I didn't win this one little game, they choose to make it all about me. I was even a little indignant on first seeing it the other day, thinking, "I am so a winner — just not a winner of your stupid Hollywood trip! You're the loser, not me!"
Perhaps it was the regression to thousands of instant win games I probably played as a kid, on toys and fast food and soft drinks and so on, or maybe I was just feeling a little young anyway.
But hey, you know, if someone tries to convince you that you're not a winner either, at least you're in good company.