The Guy You Love to Hate

I think of Billy Mays as the guy you love to hate. There was no mistaking him on a commercial, that voice and those gestures were unmistakable. In one way I hated his carnival barker pitch but in another I found it weirdly fascinating. I was sad to hear that he died this weekend. Whether I loved his act or hated it, he was a young man. Dying at 50 is way too young. Sad to see you go, pitch man.