When I was 13, my dad handed me a stick of old spice deodorant. The package didn’t have any directions on it, and deodorant commercials never showed anyone applying it to their armpits. We were walking along somewhere, and my dad asks me, “Aren’t you using that deodorant I gave you?” I said “Yes”, sniffing my forearm; “See smell,” holding my arm out to him. It took a little bit for the gears to click into place, and he just burst out laughing. After a good chuckle, he proceeded to explain what it was for and where to apply it.
When I was 13, my dad handed me a stick of old spice deodorant. The package didn’t have any directions on it, and deodorant commercials never showed anyone applying it to their armpits. We were walking along somewhere, and my dad asks me, “Aren’t you using that deodorant I gave you?” I said “Yes”, sniffing my forearm; “See smell,” holding my arm out to him. It took a little bit for the gears to click into place, and he just burst out laughing. After a good chuckle, he proceeded to explain what it was for and where to apply it.