In my quest to make it through this life with some modicum of humor and sanity, I look for the little things that make me smile. On the rare occasion that happens (especially now that I’ll soon be working six days a week), I run across something that makes me shoot the nectar of bliss (beer) out my nose.

Is it a:

Dremel attachment for those hard-to-get-to areas?
Little blue nose picker for the person who has everything?
Pickachu automatic Tampax remover for those days when you have that not-so-fresh feeling?

Imagine my complete surprise when I read a bit further and realized boy, was I ever wrong.

Well, all you other people may use it for its intended purpose, but I’ve just ordered one to use on that brat who works in my office.
Instead of cracking the whip and screaming, “Mush!”, all I have to do now is poke her in her lazy ass and hope the batteries hold out.