I thought that, at 52, I had seen absolutely everything. Not so! Took my mom to the doctor's office and in the lobby was a dispenser of hanging plastic baggies, similar to those crinkly bags around a low-budget community paper.
"Umbrella covers." As in "disposable plastic covering the thickness of a toilet seat cover [also silly] to keep your damp umbrella from dripping."
Working in a factory that manufactures these joins "horseradish maker" as one of those weird trades I can't imagine NOT wanting to learn.
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