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A long time ago, when I first started my job, all of the design group pitched together and purchased a Safety Man from SkyMall catalogue. We named him Art Vandelay. The orginal purpose of this blow up car companion is to make women feel safer driving alone. We used him to sit at our desks when we left work early.

He hung around the office for four years until one day he mysteriously disapeared. He was wearing a Superman outfit and sitting in the telephone booth at the time. We figured he had been stolen.

Today, nearly a year later, as we were moving cubicles, Safety Man was found in a hidden wall space, deflated and lonely. Pictures of his rescue. Who would deflate and throw an innocent onlooker into such a dark abyss? We may never know, but Art's blank staring eyes reflect the horror.