Once every month, I step on a teeny, tiny, tinnyyy, loving TINY Piece of glass, and I bleed profusely from my foot. EVERY MONTH.
Like, earlier today, I was finishing decorating our Christmas tree, I walk to get some more ornaments, BAM. glass. I hobble to the bathroom, as the glass falls. I go into the front room of the bathroom and sits down for a second to get a bandage, I look to the side and BAM. My dress shirt/whole dress outfit for an orchestra I'm going to see is ruined, drenched in blood. I put the bandage on, and look for the little shard of glass. I stab my hand on it by accident, and after taking care of that, pick it up. It's a tiny piece, as usual. I walk to my parent's bathroom to get some hydrogen peroxide, and put it on as my puppy tries to eat the blood-soaked cottonballs.
Then I this thread.
Anyway, discuss glass shards ruining your life.