I'm I the only one who'already sick of the "Power of One Voice" ads?

Oh, I don’t know. A year ago I would probably have agreed with you. Because, you see, a year ago, I had not walked into the back of the restaurant in which I work to witness six (6) of my fellow servers standing silent and motionless, eyes wide and mouths agape, staring intently at a trash can as it emitted four-foot flames.

Me: Is it an oil fire?
Cow-Orkers: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
Me: Is it an oil fire?!
COs: :eek: :eek: :eek: :confused: :eek: :eek:
CO#4: …No! It’s…I pitched a cigarette, on, like, some paper or something…
Me: [grabs hose conveniently attached to sink TEN FUCKING FEET AWAY, turns on waters, douses trashcan]
COs: …oh.

If six people can stand there and watch a fire come within minutes of destroying the very building they’re in, then I believe that three people can watch a running sink. Sad, ain’t it?

Actually, looking back on it, that’s probably what caused my coworkers such confusion. They turned on the sink, and individual units of the rarely-seen “waters” began flying out. Most people aren’t used to such sudden and blatant plurality of a continuous substance. I guess I should give them the benefit of the doubt there; after all, not everyone’s as experienced in these things as I am.