I found myself, as I so often do, at one of our finer full service gas stations and was confronted, in the Accessories Aisle, with this, the Black Ice Air Freshener. What could it possibly smell like?
And why would someone driving, presumably in a cold climate where such winter road hazards abound, want to be reminded of deadly black ice every time they got behind the wheel? Why would a driver want to explain the aroma of deadly black ice to any new passengers along for the ride?
How did the scientists capture the scent of deadly black ice in the wild without themselves being undone by its dark powers? Why won’t this gas station just break down and hire me to dust its shelves? I’m here everyday, often before the other employees arrive!