Exactly what I was doing, Sweany. That last look around as one leaves the room; put the cap on the acetone bottle, put the used wet-or-dry in the garbage, that sort of thing......

We used to call it "finalization" at work. Time to turn the light out on the shop and go have a cup of coffee.
I'll re-summarize: There's a lot of us jackasses around here. I didn't want someone thinking I was calling them a jackass when I actually meant a different jackass. Now, I'm sorry, but I just can't name names. It's probably getting confusing again, because in their heart of hearts there are many here who also know they fit the description and are wondering if I'm talking about them. They'll have to sort that one out on their own, though.
Now, all my braying has caused me to have a sore throat. I need that coffee. Didn't know jackasses drank coffee, did ya? Well, maybe ya did.
You folks have a good day.