So a month or two ago I go to do my business in the bathroom here at work. As I walk in the familiar and pleasant aroma of Glade's Apple Cinnemon air freshener overtakes my nostrils. As I open up the stall a smile covers my face as I see a brand new unopened box of baby whipes. Not only today would I get the satisfaction of being as moistly cleansed and fresh as a baby, but I would also have the satisfaction of cracking the seal.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a strange foreign object that has made a first unknown appearance in the stall. It was a Sharpie Permanant Marker...scarred and bruised from its rough life i'm sure it has had thus far in its short life. Popping the cap and slowly inhaling the pleasantry of the Sharpie, I involuntarily and almost instinctively take the Sharpie and write on the freshly opened plastic container of baby whipes..."Why is there a Sharpie in the restroom?" I write. Leaving it at that I set the Sharpie next to the container and finish my business and leave the bathroom.
A few days later I entered the bathroom once again. To my surprise, a plethora of responses to my question were on the box. Answers included "To smell when the Glade freshener isn't doing it's job" and "No it's to tag with you fool!" Not only were their numerous responses, but their were new questions, new information as well as anonymous programming tips and/or cool programs to use or websites to look at.
What is this beast I have unleashed?
Out of the corner of my eye I see a strange foreign object that has made a first unknown appearance in the stall. It was a Sharpie Permanant Marker...scarred and bruised from its rough life i'm sure it has had thus far in its short life. Popping the cap and slowly inhaling the pleasantry of the Sharpie, I involuntarily and almost instinctively take the Sharpie and write on the freshly opened plastic container of baby whipes..."Why is there a Sharpie in the restroom?" I write. Leaving it at that I set the Sharpie next to the container and finish my business and leave the bathroom.
A few days later I entered the bathroom once again. To my surprise, a plethora of responses to my question were on the box. Answers included "To smell when the Glade freshener isn't doing it's job" and "No it's to tag with you fool!" Not only were their numerous responses, but their were new questions, new information as well as anonymous programming tips and/or cool programs to use or websites to look at.
What is this beast I have unleashed?
