The Evil Legacy of the Tylenol poisoner. Older readers may recall that there was a time when one bought a bottle of aspirin, or a jar of mustard, went home, opened it and WHOOMP! There it was! About 30? 35? ago, some person with mental illness put cyanide in some bottles of Tylenol, and ever since, your every purchase is guaranteed to require you to use a blowtorch and chainsaw to get through 99 levels of seals, bubble plastic, and assorted flotsam and jetsom of Packaging Planet - and of course there is an extra charge, even if it's not really announced or talked about. And yes, there is a theory that the Tylenol poisoner was in fact a covert operative paid by the waste management industry.
I've never even heard of that. I hope no one died.
Yes, several people did die. No one was ever convicted of the crime.
My minor pet peeves: not using turn signals
cutting in line
mispronouncing "nuclear"
voice mail hell
not sending (or e-mail) thank-yous after receiving a
gift
people with too many items in the express lane
weathercasters who stand in front of the map
passengers who take up more than their share of
overhead space in the plane