A Fable about the Resort Business.
There was a novice entrepreneur who, using Daylight Savings Time as a template, offered the public an establishment in which, at escalating rates, mature folks could chop decades off their birth certificates.
His clever commercials soon hit multi-media, and inevitably, the softer-fleshed and gleaming-dentured set lurched in on their motorized chairs and assorted strollers. With credit cards in trembly hands, they completed the necessary phone calls establishing financial responsibility.
Wasn't long before the 'Time Cut Resort' was booked solid - notwithstanding being at the priciest end of the hangout lists.
Only trouble was that the entrepreneur fellow's original Business Model did not anticipate requests for quite so many "pre-teen" accommodations.
He is presently appealing for a crew of responsible baby sitters.
Moral: Advertised extremes are even ended.