When Bossy was a girl she was told you could never look in the direction of anyone welding because your eyes would burn.
So basically Bossy spent her childhood navigating a cityscape of blowtorches, terrified even the smallest amount of peeking would result in the riotous downfall of civilization. Or Bossy’s retina in flames, whichever came first.
But then Bossy saw this:
And Bossy began to think along the lines of: If Jennifer Beals can dominate a blowtorch maybe Bossy could sneak a very small look.
Also in Bossy’s childhood, she was told if she stared at a full moon on a particularly clear night, she would fall into a trance that would deliver her unaware to the tip of a rocky ocean jetty.
For those keeping track at home, Blowtorches and full moons. Two things you’ll never catch Bossy admiring.
What are your childhood fears, real and unfounded? Do it in Ten Words, if you want. Bossy misses that!