Every Monday morning, I wake up with a new splinter. It's like my body is trying to tell me, "Hey, you've been alive for seven years, and you've got a few more years to go before you start to decay."
Here's how I handle it:
1. I head to the shower, splinter and all.
2. I scrub the splinter with a loofah and some soap.
3. I try to remove it with a pair of tweezers.
But usually, I end up just pulling it out with a rusty old needle and some duct tape.
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