In which I pontificate sophomorically, and with a naive horror at the human race that I'm actually much too old to have, about people who don't put things back the way they found them and what this means for the future of mankind. I should probably stop doing this sort of thing before I start to imagine that I have to keep it up.
P.S.: You'll never guess what verb in merchandising lingo means "to pull product from normal stock shelving in order to fill up special promotional shelving fixtures" (or more broadly, "to make shelves look good"). Hello, I'm The Hollywood Farmer. It seems I can't stop farming.