Several days ago, I’d finished a dental floss roll, and so I took an unopened container from the bathroom cupboard. When I tried to pull the metal piece on the top of the container holding the floss in place I couldn’t get it off. My finger nails are getting softer with age, so I got an unused knife to wedge it off, but that didn’t work either. I even tried to split the case open by inserting the knife into the side where the two pieces of casing met but although I could get it to open slightly, it still wouldn’t open.
So I got two wood-carving knives I’d inherited from my father-in-law. They were strong enough and thick enough to split the case apart. The roll of dental floss fell onto the floor, but at least I’d managed to get access to it.
Why, you might ask, am I writing about such an inane event?
The reason is so inane that you might suspect I’m making it up. It’s even hard for me to imagine in retrospect how I managed to accomplish this great feat.
I did it because I was working on the bottom of the casing. I’ve been using dental floss for decades. I know the top just flips open. But somehow I held the case upside-down to start out with and through all my shenanigans with knives didn’t think to turn it around.
I think it might not be the dental floss case that’s cracking up.