In defense of my vice: Nail Biting

Nail Biting

I've been biting my fingernails for as long as I can remember, and I suspect I'll probably do so for the rest of my life. I've tried willpower, cayanne pepper, that foul-tasting coating you put on your nails, nailpolish, a $1000 bribe, everything. Nothing has even remotely worked. You see, I don't bite them when I'm nervous – I bite them when I'm bored, which is an awful lot of the time.

At this point in my life, I see little wrong with my habit. They don't look awful, I made it through a year in unsanitary Korea without dying from any illness I may have picked up through the habit, and I wouldn't want a job that cared about what my nails looked like anyway.

Sure, sometimes I'd like to have nice looking nails, but due to photography, I'd probably have to keep them cut quite short anyway, so it's something of a moot point.


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