TROLL
Once upon a time, before Netflix and Wi-Fi, trolls were lurking under bridges, staring at goats, and waiting for something exciting to wander by. In Norse mythology, trolls were said to live far from human eyes… unless you happened to stumble into their path. (Congratulations, cacher—you just stumbled in!)
Trolls were not the friendliest roommates in folklore. They were big, grumpy, and sometimes turned to stone in sunlight—kind of like me before morning coffee. Some legends say trolls were dim-witted, while others made them clever tricksters.
Seattle has its famous Fremont Troll, lurking under the Aurora Bridge.
There are even a few more “troll-themed” hides near HQ—proof that trolls and Tupperware go hand-in-hand.
Here, your troll looks a bit smaller, grayer, and much more portable. No bridge toll required, but beware:
Don’t feed the troll (unless it’s swag).
Don’t argue with the troll (it always wins).
If you see him online… don’t take it personally. He’s just trolling for attention.
And remember: every cache has a guardian… in this case, a cranky little mythological beast.