It was around 4:30pm on a Tuesday afternoon in November. I was sitting on the golden throne of prosperity, also known as the toilet, when suddenly I realized that I neglected to turn on the exhaust fan upon entering the bathroom. I felt as if this was a necessity considering the rancid smell of what I was creating, but I also felt that venturing to the fan switch mid creation was risky business. I thought to myself, if only I had a broom stick or long object nearby to extend my reach. At that, I emptied the full garbage can beside the toilet which consisted entirely of those cardboard toilet paper roll things. I began folding in the ends of each one and fitting them together to make a giant toilet paper roll stick about 1.5 meters long. Once I had them all pieced together, I looked at my cardboard staff and doubted its rigidity and length would be sufficient to complete its task. I grabbed the end and fully extended my arm. The staff hovered awkwardly around the switch and after a few seconds made contact. I gave it one fell push and the fan came on. Success! Of course by this point, I had finished my poop a good 10 minutes ago, but I was still pretty impressed with myself.