Back Up Over (I guess)

So here's how it works:

I'm taking a shower and through the steamed up glass I spot something on the bathroom floor - something organic and oddly twisted looking, and pretty much the size of a couple of my larger fingers folded over each other. I step out of the shower, curious; and almost at once I realise that this something (in fact it's a broken segment from the strap on my wife's leather toiletry bag) is neither alive nor dangerous.

And I'm disappointed. To the depths of my being.

Quick tu