I was hanging out over a friend of mine’s house the other day, when I asked for some dental floss. I explained to her that I needed it because a small piece of ice that had been stuck between my teeth for hours was driving me crazy. She gave me some floss, while simultaneously giving me very a curious look.
On my way home I realized how ridiculous my request was. Slowly but surely, I’m starting to accept the numerous reasons why so many people think I’m a buffoon.