I wish I were here to share lovely pictures of fantastic gear.
Nope.
Shaves have gone well. I am four shaves into Vlasta's ananymous shave cream challenge, and that's been fun. Razors as I wish, focus on the 30DC brush going well. The problem here is deodorant. Yes, I said deodorant.
Technically, my problem wasn't my current deodorant so much as it was what was beside my deodorant on my shelf. Right where my nice, safe, natural roll on deodorant always sits in its nice little white roll on container.
A little back story is needed. Stop here if you wish. I understand. A few years ago I tore my rotator cuff in my right shoulder. After months of worsening pain, loss of motion, loss of strength, and increasing trouble with everyday tasks, I went under the knife. Six months of physical therapy followed. I never did get full strength back in the shoulder. The doc told me I may have trouble down the road again, and well - I am. The pain is back and has been slowly getting worse. Cool weather setting in has not helped. Even putting on deodorant is uncomfortable. But that's not the real problem today. The real problem is that I asked my wife a couple of nights ago to put some Bio Freeze on the offending shoulder to numb the pain. Bio Freeze, which come in a little, white roll on container. A little, white roll on container that is the exact same size as my natural deodorant container. Same size, same shape, same color. In fact, it appears to be the exact same bottle, with a similarly colored lable. And she placed that little bottle of Bio Freeze on my shelf when she finished with it. Right. Beside. My. Deodorant.
I don't dawdle when I put on deodorant. I shower, open it up, left arm, right arm, boom, done. About the time I started putting the cap back on, I got a whiff of something unsettling. Menthol. Which, by the way, is not an ingredient in my deodorant. I picked said bottle back up just as the deep, icy burning of Bio Freeze started settling into my armpits.
I immediately ran to the bathroom, wet a towel and vigorously scrubbed my pits. Too late.
Two hours later, the burning finally stopped. I am sporting bright red armpits. The bright side? My pits smelled nice and menthol-y all day.
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