|By Art Mead||Tuesday, 3 Apr 2007|
A lot of the stuff we buy everyday has a very queer characteristic that is intrinsic in their design or nature. We buy bananas, and after you eat 3 out of the 6 in the bunch, there is a funky odor as the remainders turn to black. I buy razorblades, each containing 4 seperate razors, and they go dull after week. Milk goes bad much faster than any sell by date ever says. Rotten eggs make my refrigator stink for days.
What’s my point?
Even though every day we waste millions of useful resources and our hard earned money on what will eventually die, rot, break, dull, etc. It is expected, all products, by definition, have a lifespan.
That said, the lifespan of deodorant should be longer than an hour.
Old Spice Red Zone smells decent enough when you remove the cap, not sporty, just sort of piney. It has one of those caps that push the semi-goop through little holes, and then you rub it lavishingly on your pits.
Put on your shirt, go about your business, and about an hour later… WHAM!
It sneaks up you at first, and you start to sniff around. “What is that odd smell?”
Then you realize, of course, that it is you.
The deodorant really smells like a dead rat under your arms within an hour, AND YOU CAN’T GET RID OF THE SMELL.
It sticks with you through at least 2 showers, remains on your clothes until you was them on heavy load. It’s always there.
Of course, being the cheap idiot I am, I kept going back for more.
Maybe it was just that one time…. maybe I was sweating too much… not enough… maybe it is the bird’s nest of hair under there… I kept searching for excuses.
I couldn’t find any.
My brother, coincidentally bought the exact same product at the exact same time I did. His results?
The exact same.
Don’t buy this product, under any circumstances.