2006aug21. I was just thinking about another childhood memory. My great-aunt showed us her winter coat – if you pressed down on the translucent sleeve, you could see a foreign foreign candy bar wrapper between the two layers of fabric. She said it must have been a screw-up at the factory. So for years and years my brain was trying to figure out how the hell a candy bar wrapper could have gotten between the two layers of fabric accidentally. Then the term “disgruntled worker” came into my life, and I laughed. See also: Sabotage in the American Workplace.
