Last night, after a few hours of intense silence, (as I was snoring on the couch since 7 p.m.), Dustin turned to me and said, "When is someone going to update toilet paper? I mean, we have phones that take pictures and we can microchip i.d. our pets but we haven't come up with anything better than paper in the bathroom? What are WE going to do?" He seemed really exasperated with it. I agreed but didn't ask where this frustrated insight was coming from. If you know this guy, you wouldn't either.
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