If we ever have another contest to find the dumbest products ever (which in most people's lives may not be terribly likely, but all bets are off about such things at Chateau Sutton-Goar), I have a new strategy.
I am going to the airport.
Airports have the best marketing strategy of all: Get a whole bunch of people into your space, provide them with chairs that have metal armrests to make sure no one can ever get too comfortable, then keep them in your space as long as possible with absolutely nothing to do besides shop the strange little stores you have "conveniently" provided. When else does anyone find potato-themed gifts (Boise airport--Idaho potato thing) a must-have?
And if we hadn't had to get up at 4:30AM to catch the flight on Saturday, I'd have remembered to take pictures. But at that time of the morning, we're probably lucky I didn't fly naked.
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