i "work" (my super awesome temp job) at a place that makes office supplies. mostly stamps. we are contracted through staples so if you order a stamp anytime soon, chances are, i am your data enterer- so glamorous. anyway, today my boss was on the phone and she said, "yes we sell rubbers" to which i laughed aloud. then i looked around at my very quiet (and obvs mature) co workers. go me.