When small cuts bring big tears

Like a burn while trying to place the sausage on the grill and your hand touches the 375F hot roof of that damn oven.

Like the thin paper cuts, when all you wanted was to fold a piece of harmless looking paper.

Like the eeeooowww pain when you bang a limb - esp the little toe - against the edge of a wall, a door, a sink, a dining table or anything that doesn't make it's presence felt until you hit it.

Like the pinch when your skin gets caught in the tiny space between two desks or chairs.

Like when you loose your balance in the bathroom and your flailing arms reach out for the ornamental cactus in front of you. That sucker.