One of my roommates in college was an idiot. I come into the room one day and he’s like, “Can I show you something?”
I’m like, “Yeah OK.” I could tell he was excited.
He walks over to his desk and comes back with a folder. “I’ve got an idea for an invention.”
I’m kind of thinking, “Oh no. This is gonna suck.”
The pitch begins. “So do you know how toothpicks are just plain. Like just wooden? They’re just small, boring sticks really. But what if you had this?” He pulls out a piece paper with a colorful toothpick drawn. Kind of like a candy cane. But tooth picky. “Flavored toothpicks!”
He proceeds to show me his various designs. He even had measurements drawn out. As if people don’t know how big a toothpick is. He’s all excited. And I’m thinking, “This is the stupidest idea I’ve ever heard.” He then goes onto show me a list of manufacturers that he’s planning on contacting. *thought bubble over my head: please record the calls. Please record the calls.*
I’m like, “Not to put you down Dave but I’ve worked at restaurants and they buy toothpicks and matches….all that stuff in bulk. I bet a restaurant orders toothpicks once every five years. And they probably order them from a place that supplies them with tons of other crap, like matches, straws..you know.”
“Yeah but they’re not FLAVORED toothpicks.”
“To tell you the truth, I don’t think anyone cares. Think about it. It’s kind of dumb.”
“Yeah? You don’t know!” He puts his papers back into his invention folder and storms away. It was never mentioned again.
And NO, he’s not a toothpick tycoon now. I guess I killed the dream.