One of the things I've noticed about getting older is that I can't open things. Packaging has gotten very advanced while my fine motor skills have declined. Almost nothing food comes in can be opened by me without several knives, a screwdriver, my teeth and a blowtorch.
So today I bought a pair of kitchen shears--nice scissors meant to open things that I can't open.
It took me 10 minutes, several knives, a screwdriver, my teeth, a blowtorch and a small explosive device to open the shears.
Like I said, I can't open things...but now I have those shears...beware of me packaging....
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