It's been a while--I know. Welcome to a new little series of posts that will crop up from time to time, called "Stupid Things I Do (that won't matter when I'm dead)."
Stupid Thing #1:
Every single time I cook something in our toaster oven, I reach inside of it to remove said something and burn myself. Every. Single. Time.
It's stupid. I just did it a few minutes ago. I toasted a ham and cheese sandwich, heard the bell ring, and proceeded to attempt to remove the hot sandwich with my bare hands. Now, I am well aware that the chance of me burning myself when I complete this task is about 95% positive, but, yet, the thought of going from the toaster oven to the kitchen to retrieve an oven mitt is just way too much work and time. Except, in the end, it probably takes me a good minute longer to remove my food since I am busy trying not to burn myself (and often burn myself anyway).
Will this stupid thing matter when I'm dead? No.
I've never given myself a burn that has permanently scarred me from my risky food removal process, so maybe if that happens, then I will stop doing this stupid thing.
Who am I kidding? I think scars are cool. I'm actually a little disappointed that the horrible burns I got from fryer oil and the bun toasters while working in Hell's kitchen in Disney World didn't scar....
More on my weird affinity for scars later.
For now, stupid things? They don't matter.