So lately I've been giving toilet paper some thought. Mostly because my spouse likes to punish me for past transgressions by leaving just the last bit on the roll in our bathroom and not checking to see if there is another roll in the little extra-roll storage bin. In those moments whilst I shout out for relief, I've realized that while I've always appreciated the stuff for its rear end applications, I never fully appreciated the differences between the cheap stuff they have at work and the very nice brand we buy for the home.
The cheap stuff at work is really cheap, like disintegrates with the slightest application of wetness. This is problematic at best and requires a new found dexterity to work with to the point that I often curse at it for the pale imitation of toilet paper that it is. It can be frustrating to say the least.
And, then there is the extra costs as much more of it is in use that before and I sometimes pause to consider what women did in the before times and I wish I had a fancy Japanese toilet seat with a built-in bidet and a dryer. And I think about Demolition Man and the "three shells" and I'm sure a man wrote the script because there would be no way...well, you know.
So how about you? Do you have a newfound respect/admiration/hate &c &c for this very necessary item? What would you do in a zombie apocalypse?
Just something I was thinking about while waiting for my spouse to bring in a new roll...
N.J.
