Towel Drive

This sign was hanging off a table in the Commons Area of the school I work at and it left me mighty flummoxed.

...the Hell is a Towel Drive?

Is it really what I think it is? Is some agent/agency amassing donated towels for the purpose of supplying them to those in towel-need?

Are there really folk out there suffering from a shortage of towels? If so, what the hell are they using in their daily towel-required activities; such as post-bathing wipe down, the errant spilling of a beverage and/or facial balm and getting those arterial spurts off the slaughterhouse walls?

Come to think of it; who the Hell would want to use Second-Hand Towels? That's right up there with buying used undergarments at thrift stores:

'Hey, sweet! They gots a new shipment o' threadbare knickers in! I'm buying the lot as I find 'em the most com-fee-bull!'

Are there towels they wouldn't accept as donations? Say all the terrycloth is worn off and the towel is on the sheer-side? What if the towels were used as stand-in swaddling for a mistakenly identified messiah? Wouldn't the Church want those instead as some sort of faux-Shroud-of-Turin? Or the towels have a marital hole burned through the center? Who'd want to use that for proper towel business?

Not me...that's for damn sure.

Or is there some other nefarious plot afoot?

Nevertheless, my representative from the Ragpickers Guild is getting a phone call.

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(you can bet on that)