OPINION: Everything lets you have a shot and then directs you to "the other end".
Strange how that is, every packet of biscuits, soap, dried herbs, coffee or cake directs you off the end you have had a shot at and down to the other end which bears no direction at all.
Same with doors. You go to some round the road garage place, see the door, turn the handle and then see a small sign saying try the other door which is invariably round the back and says nothing about opening me, but you do and it does.
But why not allow that first door to open when it seems to lead into the same space?
Why can the cake of soap not be opened at either end?
Lucky if you can open half the stuff that's around now.
Yesterday I got at my new toothbrush by using the flat edge of something, think it was a chisel, to pare back the rock-hard plastic case covering the tough card on which lay . . . one medium soft toothbrush.
Then the new tube of toothpaste had contents dry as chalk when they were, eventually, forced out by my standing on the opened tube until a half inch of white appeared.
Rang the tiny shy 0800 to complain and was told sorry, you must have struck a dry one: take it back and ask for a replacement.
As if . . . all these hermetically sealed sandwiches, untouched by human hand.
As if . . .
Some clothing fabric care directions bear watching too, like precious organic silk which ought to be washed by tears of a maiden, under the moon, at midnight.
But in this day and age if things can't take the washing machine gentle cycle, are they worth having, worth the trouble?
Stopped for a baked bean lunch and noted the can said open other end.
Opened where I'd started, heated and ate the beans and so far all's well. But, watch this space . . . just kidding.
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