Looked online for something like it. No suitable result found. Was in the middle of reading an unrelated magazine article later which was interrupted by ad for a similar product. Led down a garden path for a line of electric bicycles... a totally different product. Was never able to get back to the article I was reading without constantly tripping over the same interruption. Still tangled up in THAT company’s robotic begging for an “attaboy” for it’s blindly inappropriate responses to my criticisms.
Led to a message received later in the day for a suitable toothbrush (your product). Read that, found it appropriate for my situation. Ordered it. Paid for it. Got it. Wrapped it as a gift. Will give it to the intended recipient soon. Not much else to say, yet here I am, faced with another robot begging blindly for a virtual pat on the head for whatever minimal interaction just took place.
Makes you yearn longingly for the good old days, when I could have finished reading that article, increasing my knowledge of that particular topic. Then, according to MY schedule, driven to the nearest drugstore, looked through and physically examined their selection of electric toothbrushes, interacted with an actual person who might have been able to answer any questions I may have had, and thanked me for shopping with them.
That would probably have taken less time than I’ve wasted on this entire transaction, plus I would have gotten a bit of fresh air, a little exercise and some good old human interaction.