Snap, crackle, pop

Bubble wrap. There's no finer invention.

Wet shoes and socks disappeared when I opened up the new heater and found it wrapped in bubbles. My workmates ignored my ecstasy and popping - perhaps they found it distasteful, as if I was masturbating in public (I did have a pretty good smile on my face).

But now it's all popped and I don't think my workmate wants to share the piece of bubblewrap that came with her heater - perhaps she's going to take it home for some private popping.

I've think I'm going to steal her bubblewrap when she goes to the bathroom.