A friend solicited me with Girl Scout Cookies today. "Hey, just so you know, my friend's friend's daughter is selling Girl Scout Cookies. If you want any, I'd be happy to pass along your order."
How quaint, right?
But then it hits me: I've never met a girl scout. And whenever I get guilted into buying those cookies it's always because some co-worker's brother's niece is selling them. How convenient that these "girl scouts" are never directly known, seen, met, touched, or present!
This has got to be the greatest marketing gimmick ever. Phillip Morris has thought of a brilliant way to hock excess cookies every year.
This is big... It may go all the way to the White House...