Freedom of Choice

I stood in front of them as they hung on their hooks, hundreds of them, some small, some large, some battery powered, some with rechargeable batteries, some old-school (move them yourself with your hand), some with Disney princess handles (that works for about two nights then the kid forgets the princess) and dinosaur handles (same story). Some promised whitening, some promised to polish away the tartar. Promises, promises, choice after choice but no choice really at all because (I have to say this), at the end of the day,  they were all…

T-O-O-T-H-B-R-U-S-H-E-S

“Can I help you find something?” asks the friendly kid stocking shelves.

“Naw. There’s just too many of them.”

“That’s for sure.”

And I knew who had the job of hanging them up and keeping this absurd display going.

 

 

Lyrics

A victim of collision on the open sea
Nobody ever said that life was free
Sank, swam, go down with the ship
But use your freedom of choice

I’ll say it again in the land of the free
Use your freedom of choice
Your freedom of choice

In ancient Rome
There was a poem
About a dog
Who found two bones
He picked at one
He licked the other
He went in circles
He dropped dead

Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom of choice!

Then if you got it you don’t want it
Seems to be the rule of thumb
Don’t be tricked by what you see
You got two ways to go

I’ll say it again in the land of the free
Use your freedom of choice
Freedom of choice

Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom of choice

In ancient Rome
There was a poem
About a dog
Who found two bones
He picked at one
He licked the other
He went in circles
He dropped dead

Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom from choice
Is what you want

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/toothbrush/

4 thoughts on “Freedom of Choice

    • I never noticed the absurdity of choice in our supermarkets until some German students pointed it out to me. “Why do you have all these kinds of corn flakes?” they asked. “They’re not all corn flakes,” I said. But there are at least five kinds of corn flakes. 🙂

  1. Under my sink, I probably have 20 or more brand new toothbrushes that I got from dentists through the years, including some that were clearly made for children with various creatures on them. I have NO idea why I’ve still got them.

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