i have a big scar on my head from our bunk bed
mid 70's.....i was 6 years old and did a running dive into the lower bunk, unfortunately they were the old school bunks with metal rails and a wire bar which kept the top bunk from bowing sideways......my head caught it, the blood scared me the most but i basically scalped myself and was left with a flap of skin/hair in a big 7" tringle......42 stitches and a week out of school and i was good to go
normally when i tell this story it starts with someone asking "how'd you get the scar?" my response is usually "lawnmower when i was a kid"......
having used the same line for many many years i've watched some pretty crazy responses, from the typical "what?" to absolute looks of despair looks on peoples faces
then i tell the i'm kidding of course and they take a breath
modern bunk beds are way safer in terms of stability and not so dangerous edges which we had in the 70's, i also remember going on road trips sitting in the back window of the family sedan, and i turned out ok......let the kid have the top, he'll tell the story of his "advancement" in college to pick up girls
