I’ll bid $1 Bob
The other day Jon and I caught The Price is Right for the first time in a long time, and let me tell you I’m upset that I’ve missed out on so much entertainment for so long! I used to watch it religiously during the summers when I’d visit my Nanny (it was one of her faves), but it’s been a while since I’ve seen it. I love how the games are still so old fashioned. No touch screen computers here. Still using the sliding placards. I love that. The games you saw as a kid are still being played. I only wish they had played Kerplinko, or Plachinko, whatever it’s called. We were laughing so hard the whole hour. So fun.
First of all I’m convinced if you want to be a contestant you must wear a homemade tshirt like the ones we saw: Barker’s Breathing Buddies, or Bob’s Bigger Than Texas! None of which made much sense. You have to jump around like a madman most of the time, and when it’s time to bid you yell out in earnest “That will be $1 Bob!”. You’ll win every time.
See, these people have no idea how much things cost. Apparently they don’t do their own shopping. How else do you explain that one lady swore that a can of soup would cost more than specialized eye drops for contact lenses? And why would one lady bid $28,000 on her showcase when all it featured was a Dell computer (maybe $1500), a cellphone (usually less than $100) and a Pontiac Grand Prix (maybe $18k on a good day)?
And don’t get me started on the cross merchandising! We were hysterical over the products they were putting together as prize packages. “The highest bidder will win….cookware and Polident!”. I loved the bedroom suite and hemorroid pad package! Oh, and the water pik and beaded lamp with a ceramic woman gazing at herself in a mirror as a base. What a combo!
Hands down the most fun I’ve seen in an hour on TV all week.
One last thing… It’s 2003. Can someone please get Bob Barker a cordless mic??
I’ll bid $1 Bob