Friday, April 21, 2006


I already discussed the fact that there are four toilet paper dispensers in every bathroom stall at my work now. A new thing that's been happening is that I've walked into my customary stalls to discover a fifth roll, still wrapped in non-toilet paper, hanging on the thing where you're supposed to put your jacket or whatever. Or sometimes sitting disconsolately in a corner of the stall. A fifth roll.

I choose to think someone is making a wordless, wry statement about the embarrassment of toilet paper riches that we have been presented with. That's what I'm choosing to go with here.