Kiddie Kuts.

21Apr06

Most band-aid sets come in sizes. General sizes like small, medium and large. There’s never an extra small. Why is that? The general population isn’t all that general. Everyone is different. It’s a pain to have to cut the band-aid because it doesn’t fit my boo boo properly. Yeah, I said boo boo. Got a problem with that? Just kidding. Does anyone really want to wrap a too large band-aid five times around their pinky? That’s a waste of a band-aid. Okay, so it’s a little weird. To solve this, I wear little kid band-aids. No joke. Spongebob, Care Bears, Winnie the Pooh, Barbie (that bitch has everything!!!), Blue Clues (whatever happened to Steve? Did he really die of a drug overdose?), camo band-aid… the fun stuff.

The funniest part about my guilty pleasure is whenever I went to my primary care physican (a little kids doctor but in process of moving to an adult doctor) to have blood drawn, the blood drawer (a hemotoligist?) would reach for the “adult” band-aid because I look older than seven (if there’s such a thing)– but I’d hint for something else. Just Because. Don’t tell me to grow up.

Almost twenty-six and damn proud.

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