We have a giveaway counter at work where people put the various freebies that are sent to the newsroom up for grabs.
It usually looks like the Island of Misfit Swag. Coffee mugs no one wants. Books about sex after menopause. CDs cast aside by music critic like a used groupie from Led Zeppelin. That sort of thing.
Anything that's worth a damn doesn't usually sit for very long. Usefulness and/or something delicious finds a home pretty quickly in someone's purse or backpack.
Anyway, this was the scene at work the other day:
For the record, I'm talking about the 3.5 discs, not the newspaper.
Come to think of it, sing along if you know the words: