Dude. Let me tell you - a pimple on your nose - especially a lone pimple on your nose - is effing bollocks. I mean, c’mon - talk about noticeable! What are you gonna do - try to cover it? Put a small bandage over it? Everyone’s going to effing know that you’re hiding a big pimple under that bandage!

What, you think you can go to work all non-chalant and try to have a conversation? You know everyone sees it and just do not wish to say anything. Yep - they absolutely see it - you can almost see their eyes darting to the tip of your nose and quickly darting away. They know they don’t want to stare - but they just can’t help from being drawn to that big, huge, fat, bright, red, hunking pimple that’s on the tip of my nose!!

Seriously - what do I do? Like many of you that have experienced this wretched ordeal, I want to make light of the matter. Maybe I want to bring it up myself - say something like, “man, I must be stressed lately cuz I have this huge pimple on my nose.” I hope that by mentioning it, I might soften the mood - make it more bearable - joke about it - haha, yeah. Right. Then I wonder - do I really want to mention it? Part of me hopes that it really isn’t that noticeable. But hah - I know that it painfully is. Isn’t it. Sigh.

So - another battle that I’m sure many of us fight internally when we find ourself in this embarrassing situation - is when do we pop the effing thing?! I mean, it’s ripe - like a cherry in season - bulging - waiting to pop - waiting to break out - waiting for me to release it from its pressure and let the darn pus ooze out. But what if it gets infected? What if it scabs up tomorrow? Talk about being even more noticeable. Thus far I’ve resisted - but tonight is night 3, and popping this sucker is sounding pretty darn good right about now!

I don’t generally get these single pimples on the nose - but damn, when I do get ‘em, it is totally effing bollocks.