So, as this story begins on this semi-warm Spring evening while we are all mostly squirreled into our various abodes, once upon a time, I used to a) be highly interested in "officially sealed" covers and labels and so on; b) be younger (and thinner); and c) happened to be the "mail-distributor-guy" at a particular cosmetic manufacturer facility.
And, one day, this weird thing showed up.
And, yes, I surreptitiously took it home, and I have never opened it.
Please note in the image, of the back end of a frigging ball point pen (of all things) that was, for some weird reason, stuck inside of this cover, which is kind of shown at the top left.
Jim
