I’ve been accused of reading the most ridiculous things, just for the sake of reading. And I confess that it’s true. I’ve been known to read things like the fine print on the Special K box if somebody else is hogging the newspaper. (I’m not mentioning any names, but CoTU does come to mind…) That’s not even bad—I’ll read the tag on the bath towel if I’m bored in the bathroom.
Which brings me to these words of wisdom, yes, straight from the tag on the bath towel in my daughter’s hall bathroom: Do not use near source of ignition. Really.
As if I had been pondering taking the towel to the nuclear power plant, or the open flame at the local Propane Is Beautiful Festival. Yeah. That’s a real concern, so it’s a good thing that they took the time to make the tag say that. And it’s even better that I took the time to read it. Now if I’m actually dumb enough to let my towel catch fire in the welding plant, or when my neighbor lights his grill with charcoal lighter fluid, maybe I can’t sue the towel company for criminal negligence.
Or maybe I still can…