Reason #2

In my fledgling series enumerating the many ways I make Cascade College proud that I am their Valedictorian of the Class of 1997, I present Reason #2...

It was TLC Sunday during my sophomore year at Cascade. Our choir was scheduled to perform at the singing portion of the day's events. Since we didn't have uniforms yet, I needed to wear a black and white outfit to services so I would be ready to perform if I didn't get a chance to go home that afternoon. Being Frosts, we were all running late that morning, but we were just about to walk out the door when I noticed how wrinkled my shirt was. Since the iron was still on from my mom's rush to get ready, I figured I had three choices: leave the house looking like a duffel bag, take off the shirt and flash my family while I ironed, or iron the shirt without removing it.

Guess which one I chose.

Yeah.

Now guess where the scar is.

What makes it even more awesome is that bandaging the burn took much longer than it would have taken for me to take off the shirt, put something else on, and iron it properly. What makes it super-awesome is that we had the starting time wrong and we ended up being half an hour early. What makes it super-duper-awesome is that I actually told people the truth when they asked me what happened to my arm.

Yep. I'm a genius.