Nose Hair Trimmer

Journaling:

Since Hubby passed the mid-century mark he started growing hair in unexpected places. Decided he needed a nose hair trimmer so we bought one tonight.

He asked me to take it out of the packaging and get it ready to go. I did so and he headed off to the bathroom with it.

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"Good grief," I thought, "I *know* he doesn't have *that* much nose hair."

"How's it working?" I yell through the door.

"Not too good. Did you put the blade in it?"

"The blade was already in it. It cut fine when I tested it on my arm."

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I stick my head in and watch him swirling it around in his nose.

"It doesn't seem to be cutting," he says.

"Let me see it."

He hands it to me, I look at it, then hand it back to him.

"It would work a lot better if you took the safety cap off."