Potato-Scented Bus Stops in Britain
If you’ve hung around a bus stop lately, wedged between an apologetic guy coughing uncontrollably into his hand and someone’s mammoth-sized, ominously empty baby stroller, you know that the situation is dramatically improved when everything smells like potatoes. Just rub the potato if its wrinkly hide alone soothes you, or press its button to release the McCain’s inspired aroma. Brought to you by the folks at UK agency Beattie McGuinness Bungay, who know just how to beat people on low-carb diets into submission. Yes, on an empty stomach we would totally press the button. Wouldn’t you?