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Feb. 7th, 2006 05:57 pmI carry Band-Aids in my purse. This has come in handy exactly twice, so far:
The first time was Labor Day weekend, 2004, when I visited Boston for the first time to hang out with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
brooklinegirl and also, incidentally, attend Noreascon IV. On my way to the airport, riding the T alone for the first time with luggage in tow, some kind T-rider pointed out to me the best way to stash my bag under my seat. A few minutes later, I noticed that the guy she was sitting with was bleeding from his thumb; she pulled out some tissues from her bag, but I had a Band-Aid and passed it over, thus instantly repaying my karmic debt.
The second time was today, fifteen minutes before my omgwtfjobinterview, when I realized that the coat I was wearing had shed high-contrast fuzz all over my shirt. Band-Aids make pretty nice lint-grabbers in an emergency, as it turns out. So if they never call back, at least it won't be because my shirt was linty.
The first time was Labor Day weekend, 2004, when I visited Boston for the first time to hang out with
brooklinegirl and also, incidentally, attend Noreascon IV. On my way to the airport, riding the T alone for the first time with luggage in tow, some kind T-rider pointed out to me the best way to stash my bag under my seat. A few minutes later, I noticed that the guy she was sitting with was bleeding from his thumb; she pulled out some tissues from her bag, but I had a Band-Aid and passed it over, thus instantly repaying my karmic debt. The second time was today, fifteen minutes before my omgwtfjobinterview, when I realized that the coat I was wearing had shed high-contrast fuzz all over my shirt. Band-Aids make pretty nice lint-grabbers in an emergency, as it turns out. So if they never call back, at least it won't be because my shirt was linty.