Last Friday, the public radio program Marketplace featured an interview with my archnemesis, the Free Credit Report guy. You know--this guy:
(Everyone take a five-minute shuddering break.)
Apparently the dude is a French Canadian named Eric Violette. He doesn't actually sing the songs you hear in the commercials; he is lip syncing to the work of someone else (presumably the only slightly less camera-ready Satan).
The interview, transcribed here, contains a few quirky anecdotes, like about how Violette couldn't properly lip sync the line "should have seen it coming/just like an atom bomb" because of the dumb way French people pronounce "atom." Ha! But then, all of a sudden, Violette says the following when asked about the fame the commercials have brought him:
"Yeah, I did receive some pictures of women naked. The first time, I was so surprised. It's so flattering, but she sent these pictures to the guy on the commercial, you know, so it's not me."
HOLD THE YOU-KNOW-WHAT. Someone--no, make that someones, as in multiple humans--sent NAKED PICTURES to the Free Credit Report guy.
I'd always thought there were only two types of people in this world: people who hate the FreeCreditReport.com guy, and people who have somehow yet to see the FreeCreditReport.com commercials. The fact that this kid has actual fans sending him actual naked photographs is incomprehensible. Who are these women?? Did they get bored of sending their underwear to the Micro Machines guy? I am extremely disturbed.