One rainy and stormy day, in an old-fashioned Taiwanese toy factory, a white-haired, pony-tailed man with a long white beard and a medium complexion of about 40 worked diligently in his dull, gray, one-windowed laboratory. He was dressed in a red, buttoned down shirt, with Hawaiian flowers, and was holding a bag of silver robot parts. This man laid them out flat on a small operation board, took from his pocket a screwdriver and steadily worked on his creation piece by piece.
Interrupted by the ringing of a cell phone, he took the phone from his other pocket and answered, "Hello? Yes. Hi sir!" There was a pause as he listened to the person from the other end... "What do you mean there is another toy recall? There are several of 'em. Look man! My people and I simply just don't have the time to be fixing up and checking out recalls every five seconds. I don't care whether it was made here or not. There can be a recall for every toy made in Taiwan in the book for that matter but this will not be taken care of right away. Call me back and let me know when you're ready to be a part of this one this time!"
Annoyed by the matter being argued via the phone, he hung it up and slammed it into his pocket. Mr Kagoy was finishing his model. This was Handy Hans, whose body consisted of a plush toy body with a waffle-like back, a pair of blue overalls, a round head with a bluish, metallic beard, pocket-knives for feat, short arms, a pull string at his back, and a very small top hat. Mr. Kagoy looked at it with glee, proud of his re-created piece.