Stupid Cheese

Okay, so we all have moments that we aren't particularly proud of.  Things like Britney Spears and the whole marrying Kevin Federline (or you could even just say the past 24 months), or George W. and appointing Rummy.  I had one of those moments Friday as I was cleaning the kitchen sink.  There was some cheese dried onto the bottom, and I decided to use my fingernail to get it off.  It is amazing how fast and hard that stuff dries.  So instead of gradually coming off, a tiny piece broke off and went under my thumbnail.  Ouch. 

So I cleaned it out and didn't think about it again, and the next morning my whole thumb was achy and huge, and I could barely move it.  Not excruciating, but to put it in perspective I had to shave left handed.  So I called the nurse's hotline and went through her "triage" checklist, and she tells me that because cheese is basically rotten milk, it is teeming with bacteria.  Next, more good news: because I haven't had a tetanus shot in ten years plus, she tells me that I will need to visit my doctor and get jabbed in the arse with a needle almost as big as the chunk of solidified milk bacteria that started this whole thing. 

Moral of the story: let the wife clean the sink.