Let it be known that while I am technically an emotional basketcase, I rarely to never cry. I’ll tear up on occayzh — get the movies Terms of Endearment, Empire of the Sun or Benji anywhere near me and I’m a goner — but for the most part, I’m pretty impossible to break. Even during intense national tragedies whose numbered nicknames I shant even mention on a comedy blog, a few tears fell, but body-shaking sobs never took over my system (Don’t get me wrong, America, I couldn’t breathe air for roughly 3 months and suffered panic attacks/fever nightmares for over a year afterwards — I am human, people!) So when I saw this vintage commercial for some 1-900 number that, when dialed, makes the dialee burst into horribly-acted sobs… well, let’s just say my dialing finger is shaking in depressingly sad anticipation. What on earth could be waiting on the other end of that phone that makes these people so upset?
