For the Love of a Good Scissors
My dad loves to tell this story about me when I was little.
I was trying to cut a piece of string with a pair of standard silver kindergarten scissors. Even right out of the package, those scissors are never very sharp, so it took several tries to make my cut.
When I was finished, I piped up and said, “I only had to gnaw on it three times!”
The other day s…
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