Razors

Back in the day, a razor was a razor.  You know, single edge safety razor, with two sides.  My brother loved to practice by shaving our Dad when he was in the tub, doing a long hot soak with his Ivory Liquid soap bubbles.  Not sure why they called it a safety razor, because ole brother Jim would nick him every now and again.

Being part Cherokee Indian (1/16th) the Weems boys have never been blessed with much body hair, and just enough facial hair to barely be over the peach fuzz stage.  I've hated shaving for the longest because I had several facial moles that would occasionally get nicked, and they would bleed like the devil!  Finally had those damned moles removed!

Eventually the razor blade folks wised up.  What if we change them up every year, like add an extra blade to the razor every year.  Then we can come out with a swivel model, and then one that lubricates , and on and on....  The best is yet to come.  We start out selling them for around $5, and include two or three extra razor cartridges in the package.  Then gradually raise the price of the razor, AND eliminate the extra blades.  Once the consumer is hooked, then we raise the price of a four pack of replacement blades to $18!

Went to Walmart yesterday.  Four pack of replacement blades for my Gillette Fusion razor was $18.00!  I'd grow a beard, if only I had the hair!