I'd scrubbed at the mark on my hand for at least fifteen minutes now, and it didn't look any different. Desperately squeezing more soap onto my hand I tried again. "Come on come on come on AGH!!!" It wasn't coming off this odd mark that I'd gotten at work. It had to come off, I couldn't stand it. This black oval circle now on the side of my thumb. I needed it to go away. I couldn't focus with this mark here mocking me. My hands needed to be free of marks. And this one...this one wasn't letting up easy.
-Inspiration from a conversation with a coworker
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