We got hit with stealth select-a-size paper towels recently. These paper towels weren’t marked properly (or anyway, I didn’t see them marked as such) and we bought them.
Usually, my mom abhors the select-a-size towels. I don’t really have an opinion on them, other than they can be irritating because you never really know how much you grab til it’s too late.
The reason I post this here and now is that I just brought the grill in (we cooked burgers and such outside yesterday) and had to dump the charcoal ashes. I do that, drag the grill into the garage, and go inside. My hands are dirty (from the ashes and the grill itself). I wash them, and since we have no towel hanging below the sink, I grab a paper towel. Since it’s the select-a-size, I end up with half of a paper towel. It kind of surprised me.
Anyway, that’s my random rant for the evening. I now return you to your regularly scheduled friends’ page.
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