Dear friend,
Today I am a deer caught in headlights. Each eye blinded by one customer's challenge.
By random selection I'm obligated to write a message which somehow persuades you to buy branded packaging while using homophones (same sounding words which have at least two meanings and spellings).
The real test, I must confess, is not the use of homophones. My stomach simply gets tied in a knot at the thought of trying to reel you in for the sale like some fish being caught for supper. The wind is removed from my sail any time I feel forced to pressure for a purchase. I refuse to think of our business as the sum of its revenue. I would think myself a wicked witch or a heartless man with a heart of wood if that was my only concern.
If you wish to follow my progress, each pair of homophones is coated with a unique color. You have no idea how long it took my tech guy to get that coded.
A special, um..."thank you" to Mark from Black Eyed Pea for this "wonderful" idea. (Sheesh Mark, I hope I have won your respect).
Anyways, the hour is late. I better say farewell. I have a four o'clock deadline and I'm running out of colors so I have to pare down my homophone list.
Plus I have to pee (take that Mark from Black Eyed Pea).
Gulp!, My mother would sew my mouth shut for saying that.