Our washer died a couple of months ago so we had to hit the laundromat for awhile. Brought our own detergent of course, but we also got the dregs of whatever the last dozen or so people poured into the dispenser. It was like histamine roulette that landed on 00 suspiciously often.
The CTO at my last job was pulling down millions a year despite barely knowing anything about anything, and being little more than a glorified bully. He got there via project management, after all.