[BTW, ignore the fact that this thing is locked. Thought the following bums me out, I consider a locked fire extinguisher cabinet to be a rare promise of the possibility of sanctioned destruction of glass]
Look at this fucking thing. Why, when given this cabinet, would you buy a fire extinguisher that is, eh, half the size of the allotted space? That’s insane. Why not buy a bigger one that’s a little aesthetically pleasing and gives more of an impression of safety?
Maybe little kids can’t handle the bigger ones. But trust me, if a five year-old is what you’re counting on to save you, you’re fucked. Either you’ll burn because the kid can’t handle a goddamn pitcher of Kool-Aid let alone a firefighing tool, or you’ll live and have to endure the worst two days of your life: the first when the news interviews the “Boy Hero” and the second when you go to work the next day and everyone gives you shit, asking if maybe you could have your son come in and save you from your paperwork as well.
These were designed by designers, so quit fucking it up.
And for those of you who have never noticed this phenomenon before, you’re welcome, because now you’ll never be able to STOP seeing it.