Just as I was sweeping my kitchen today, I remembered the brooms we have at a work place. One of them, very cute and pretty. The other, looked like it had seen better days. But then the latter was so much more effective than the first. Even though the bristles looked like they'd combed through rocks and cobbles and were so string looking, they still got through all the creases in the floor and were strong enough to do a good job unlike the soft bristled, neat-looking broom that looked like well combed hair. You end up putting in twice the effort simply because the bristles were too soft and hardly moved any dirt.
