I use unwaxed. I didn’t vote.
I have a very small mouth, and I’m not Amanda Seyfried (we just watched Mean Girls last weekend), so if I don’t use the Reach flossers, I can’t do an adequate flossing job.
However, they recommend one per use. I re-use them until the floss actually breaks. I do wash them well between uses.
When I am Brushing And Flossing, I use the waxed string on a reel.
Sometimes, when I leave a restaurant, I will have something stuck in my gums that will drive me nuts until I get rid of it. I keep a bag of the floss picks in my car for such emergencies.
I thought it was always waxed. Huh.
You’re right. The first choice should have read “Waxed string on a reel that eventually clogs your drain if you flush it.”
Why would you flush it??? Floss goes in the trash with the used menstrual products and any wipes that someone may use. It never occurred to me anyone would consider flushing dental floss. Yet another reason to keep the lid down, just to remove temptation a little.
Don’t ask me. I trash it. I have a friend whose toilet clogged and he couldn’t plunge or otherwise fix it. Popped off the toilet, reached in the drainpipe and pulled out a super disgusting wad of a bazillion years of floss, covered in what you’d expect. Yeah, he had like 3 adult kids at home who obviously didn’t get the memo.
You can tell who’s had to deal with their own plumbing and who hasn’t by what they think they can flush, can’t you? We had to call a plumber out after hosting two young women for a long weekend some years ago, and he pulled three tampons out of the sewer pipe (he called them “toilet mice”).
I’m just going to take a moment here to remind myself how nice it is that I don’t live with teenaged girls and their many friends anymore.
Snort.
My teeth are very close together in places. When they try to floss my mouth at a dental visit, they often break the floss, and bits of it get uncomfortably stuck between my teeth. Once, the hygienist (who had previously chewed me out for admitting to not flossing) asked me to help her get between two teeth.
I use actual picks, not “bits of floss on a holder”
My gums have been much healthier since i started using these things. The waste bothers me a bit, but I’ve gotten over it. They are good for about two days apiece. More use than that and the little bristles get too soft to remove plaque.
Everyone just have a good evening and a nice day off tomorrow. 
Unless you have to work. Then, sorry. At least there won’t be much traffic.
This is both gross and adorable, which is hard to pull off.
Or pull out.
Okay, I’m having a major humbug moment for the Which Dickens ghost you want and don’t want to be.
For Ghost I want to be - it’s future. Because I tend to believe the worst of my fellow persons, and want to show them the consequences of their errors. If they improve, GREAT! Win. If they don’t, I do really want to see them get their just desserts - although I fully understand, some schmucks will die rich and happy, having outlived those they wronged.
But… my analysis of Dickens falls into the group of students that assumes that (if real at all) such ghosts are granted only to those capable of redemption. Truly self-damned souls don’t get interventions, so I’m more likely to end up happy one way or another based on my interpretation.
The ghost I want to be least is the one of the past. Even the biggest monster may have been a good, happy person in the past, twisted by life and circumstances (see my interpretation above). Knowing that such a person is on the verge of damnation, and sharing the events that brought them (in part at least) to such lengths, would only increase my already considerable emotional fatigue. And as I apparently age and die with the holiday, I may never know if my intervention will be successful.
Again, that way lies grief.
I’m pretty good at gift wrapping. My gf buys the gifts, the wrapping paper, the bows, and tape. I do the actual wrapping. The few times my gf has tried her hand at wrapping it looks like a two year old did it.
I can make a gift box look pretty good from the top, but once you start poking around the sides, where all the joins happen, it’s hit or miss. So overall, I’d say meh.
I have pretty solid gift wrapping skills, but there are few tasks I enjoy less.
The inventor of the gift bag deserves the Nobel Prize.
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Newspaper, but in the sense of the Sunday comics. Clear tape. Results likely to look halfway decent from the top and very messy on the bottom.
Voted “other”.
I wrap gifts better than my husband, but that’s damning with faint praise.
I would be Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come, because I wouldn’t have to learn any lines, just point a boney finger.