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Country Apple ('Tis of Thee)

This morning I was digging around under my bathroom sink. I was actually looking for any kind of hair product that might help tame the beast (my hair). And then I found something so unexpected...so strange and unique...that I actually forgot what I was doing in the first place. And, without further ado, here it is:

In case you can't read it, this is body lotion that smells like Country Apple. (As opposed to Inner-City Apple, I guess.) Where did this come from? First of all, I'm pretty sure I didn't buy this. And I KNOW that I haven't used it. Yet it's almost all gone. Hmmm...peculiar. I wonder if my husband has anything he'd like to tell me.

The other thing I was wondering about is how this product was made. There must have been a Research and Development meeting in the hallowed halls of Bath and Body Works where R & D folks were pitching the scent they thought women wanted to smell like.

"No, no, no! Our focus group showed conclusively that women want to smell like flowers!" said the craggy old-timer who always follows by the book.

The new guy worked up enough courage to throw his idea in the ring, "Umm...what about Apple?" he said, while wiping beads of sweat from his brow. There was a deafening silence in the room. Eureka! It's brilliant!!! Women DO want to smell like apple! I mean, think about it! How many times have you taken a bite of an apple, pausing to smell its appley goodness. It never occurred to anyone that you could wear its' scent! Discovering this is like being the first guy to say, "Hey...what if we made the wheel round? It might roll more easily."

And the Apple Scent Industry was born. Now if we could only get them to discover a product that could tame crazy, frizzy, puffy hair in 5 minutes or less.

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