I Smell Like Soap

Soap-scented perfume.

Who thought this was a good idea? And what are the odds of so many things going wrong in the precise sequence needed to bring this idea to fruition?

1. Someone says, "hey, we should make perfume that smells like soap!" They don't just say this to themselves, but actually let other people hear them.
   
2. Someone else has the chance to say "you're fired" and, instead, says, "that's a great idea!". Something a little fishy going on there? I think we both know the answer to that one.
3. Some guys in the lab not only agree to the project, but put in the hours needed to create a "just like a nurse's hands" kind of vibe
4. A focus group somehow gives off the impression that, should a product like this be made available on the market, they would be sure to buy it - regularly, and in the largest sizes available
5. A finance committee believes that the fiscal security of their company would be well protected by more people smelling like soap
6. A marketing team finds a way to make it seem like a good idea ("everyone will think you're clean, even when you're not!")
7. No court, at civic, state, federal, or international level sees fit to side with justice
8. Perfume shop managers decide to clear some shelf space ("say, Emmet - maybe if we get rid of that stock of soap that we had that just hasn't been moving, we can make space for this hot new brand that smells like... soap!" - "Killer idea, Dean. High five!")

And here, we have two divergent paths.

1. The first, only mildly frightening - someone decides to buy it without ever having smelled it, likely based on the pretty colors on the box and perhaps the slide whistle (as in, "clean as...") thrown in to make it a "gift set"
2. The second, much more insidious - someone smells it, realizes it smells like soap, and decides to buy it anyways ("you know, baby, it really gets me going when you smell like grandma")

And finally, someone gains ownership of a bottle of this perfume, by legitimate or illicit means, puts it on for the first time (or... no, I don't even want to think about that) and decides that it would still be a pretty good idea to go outside.

It's just too crazy. If I hadn't smelled it myself, I would never have believed it. Does someone have some insight for me, here?!?