I got my first really, really bloody nose at a middle school. As in, dripping clotted, clumpy blood. Started spontaneously, and ended quickly. (Thankfully, because even as a nurse, watching a kid pull clumps of blood out of his face make my stomach turn a little.) I was still wiping up the blood and had the now blood-filled garbage can still out when one of my regulars came in. I thought the blood might disturb her; instead I heard: "Did someone spill Kool-Aid?"
Kids are so innocent.
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