Never fear, Captain O is here! And his bag of crap!
No, Captain O isn’t a servant of personified conglomerate/retired talk show host/Gayle King’s best friend Oprah Winfrey, nor is he a hero whose power is finding a woman’s G-Spot. He was the tights and rocket-pack mascot of Olympic, a peddler of the kind of junk that was a staple of many a comic book ad. Only, in this case, you could get in on an Amway pyramid scheme and make it so friends and relatives would dread seeing your face.
To be fair, it looks like this stuff here was a bit better than the standard fart gum and x-ray glasses fare.
I always wondered if Amy was a real person and if she looked anything like her friendly depiction, or whether she was fat as a house with hairy moles and a lit cigarette always held in her free hand. “Hello. *cough* Thank you for calling *hack* Olympic.”
Thank you for this trip down memory lane!
When I was a kid I sold Christmas cards and seeds from Olympia’s competition. Fast forward to two years ago, when I first started working for Olympia. Just this past week they have revamped the kids sales club program as an affiliate program. No door to door, no prizes, just 20% commission sent to you via Paypal. If you Google Olympia Sales Club you’ll find it. As for the phone operators, yes they were real and Peggy still works here! Their names were coded for the various ads so that the company could keep track of which ads worked best. Yes, Captain O was based on a real person and today he’s the president of the company.