My dear devoted dude, Jonny, has tried (half) jokingly to put a house-wide ban on bobby pins. He finds them everywhere. I like that they are everywhere because there is always one close by when I need it. All I have to do is look on the floor in a corner, or under the couch cushions or in a pocket of a coat. And bobby pins make great tools in general. They are very useful anytime you need something pokey or to dig something out of a small place.
Jonny doesn’t like it because it reminds him that he can’t escape me no matter how hard he tries. I have marked my territory with my bobby pins. Also, because they jam up the vaccuum.
We went to visit my glorious Grandma Suzi yesterday and I noticed that there were bobby pins hidden all over her house as well.
On the floor, under couch cushions, and in corners. Bless her awesome heart. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
