Some days things just never go right.
So, I was trying to eat a grapefruit half. All I have is a plastic spoon. Plastic spoon? I’ll just pull my Leatherman out and give it a whittle…
So there I am whittling away, little plastic shavings everywhere, when the inevitable thing happens. See, whittled plastic is sharp and jagged. And I’m holding the damn thing all wrong. Next thing I know, my thumb is hurting like a motherfuck and there’s blood everywhere!
Well, can’t let little things like massive slices in my thumb stop me from whittling the perfect grapefruit spoon. So I continued–with a great deal of bleeding and swearing, granted–but finally it’s got a satisfactory point. Now I can get back to eating my grapefruit. So I pick it up and dig in…
…promptly squeezing grapefruit juice into my giant, oozing cut. :smack:
I think I should just go back to bed right now.