When I was in 7th grade, all of my friends started shaving their legs and I wanted to do the same, but my mom discouraged it, pretty much saying that I didn’t have a lot of leg hair and it was blonde so you couldn’t even see it and, aside from the potential of cutting myself, once I started shaving my legs, I’d then have to continue doing it.
A little while later, some promo samples came in the mail and one of the items was a BIC razor so I “stole” it and kept it on hand until I had the perfect window of time to try shaving my legs.
I remember sitting on the edge of the bathtub and carefully laying out a towel along with the razor and a can of shaving cream I took from my dad’s bathroom.
I carefully began shaving my legs and I was SO excited to find how easy it was and I was super proud of how I didn’t even cut myself.
When I was done, I rinsed off the excess shaving cream and dried my legs, but I quickly noticed my legs were still covered in just as many little hairs as when I had started.
Confused, I took a look at the razor to see what was wrong, and that’s when I realized I had never taken off the plastic blade guard.
I didn’t try again for another year because I realized I was way too dumb to be trusted with any sort of razor blade.