This might be the dumbest thing I’ve done in awhile. 🙂

Just a few minutes ago I still had my hospital badge on from the stomach scope I did on Tuesday (not the name badge (which easily tears off), the red allergy badge), and because it’s *plastic* I couldn’t tear it off.

So here it is, the middle of the night, I’m tired, feeling lazy, and I just couldn’t rip the dang thing off my wrist.

Instead of walking twenty feet to the kitchen (that requires work, right?) I had the brilliant idea “what a minute, I have a lighter right here, I’ll just burn a little of it so I can tear it off.”

Up goes the flame, less than an inch from my wrist, and what comes down?

Hot melting plastic.

Which is now melded into my skin.

I’m gonna have a nice little mark there as a reminder not to take the short cuts in life. Next time, walk the twenty feet to the kitchen. 🙂