At the medical office where I work, I happened to notice there was some Italian dressing in the fridge that was “best if used by” six years before. I almost felt bad throwing it out, considering it had survived at least three corporate mergers and a buy-out.
I have a coworker who really likes her bamboo pillow. I have not tried one, yet, because the mental picture I have of one does not seem comfortable. I am, therefore, the definition of ignorance on the matter, except in that pandas really do eat bamboo.
Now that I think about it, that would be a good title for a beauty contest made up entirely of female doctors (until someone sues to make them include men).
