You ever have a dot that just suddenly appears on your skin and never goes away? You think at first it’s a scab or a pimple or a freckle that will only last the summer. And then, next thing you know, it’s winter and the dang thing is still there. If you ask the doctor what it is, he just says, “Well, it’s benign. Nothing to worry about. It’s just a thing. Insurance won’t pay to laser it off. It’s too trivial. You just have to live with it. It’s just a thing.”
Yeah, great, thanks. Now I have a ‘thing’. It might grow into something when I’m old. It might embiggen itself or spawn a whole colony and start taking over some dermal landscape or another. I don’t want a ‘thing’. I could handle something with a fancy scientific name. A person could be proud to have a sclerotal anteatic blastoma. I just don’t want to be known as a guy who has a mere ‘thing’.
