As a high school physics teacher, some of my students think I know something about a lot of things. I try not to disappoint them, and they ask some really good questions, which I try to answer to the best of my ability. And then there are the times where the true answer just seems, well, a bit banal…
Yesterday, a few of my students stayed late to finish up a mid-year exam. As Sam (not his real name, to protect the naive) handed in his paper, he went to throw his scrap paper into the recycle bin, and he innocently asked, “Where does all this paper go when they recycle it?” I was sitting at my desk, typing at my computer, and without looking up, I answered, dead-pan, “hot dogs.” Sam paused, and I kept typing away. Sam then said, cautiously, “Hot dogs?” I replied, “yeah, it’s a good source of fiber. Why do you think they’re so chewy?”
At this point, another student, Ian, looked up from his test, and I saw him give a quizzical look to me, and then Sam. Ian said, “What?? They don’t recycle paper into hot dogs!” I looked up, and said, “What, do you think I’m lying to you? What else are they going to do with it? It’s not like we can make it into more paper or anything. Actually, a lot of it goes into dog food, too, but that’s mostly from newspaper. The plain white paper goes into hot dogs. It’s a dirty little secret. Didn’t you ever read The Jungle? You should, it’s a good book.”
Sam gave me another look, and I could see he didn’t want to believe me, but couldn’t bring himself to think that I’d outright lie to him. He shook his head and walked out, probably thinking he’d never eat another hot dog again.
So, I should be ashamed. But boy was it fun. 
-Tofer


