A Pinch of... Rubber Bands

A Pinch Of… is a new feature that explores the uses and perceptions of an everyday object. Think of it as an weeklong Advent Calendar filled with nuggets of Plug perspective instead of waxy chocolate. The inaugural topic is rubber bands.



PLUG:  I wanted to ask you about the rubber band around your wrist. Is there a meaning to it? Is there a story behind it?

JOHN:  There's a basketball player, I think it's Alan Iverson, who wears one. And whenever he fucked up when he's playing he snaps himself. You know, because he's a masochist. That's his punishment for when he misses a shot or not defending or whatever. So people will come up to me and snap my rubber band. They'll look me in the eyes and go, "You punish yourself for fucking shit up, right?" And I'm always like, "No. I use those rubber bands in my daily life. Why are you hurting me?" That's happened more than once.

PLUG:  I'm sure. [snaps rubber band around John's wrist]

JOHN:  You son of a bitch.


"I used hair scrunchies religiously through high school and college and wore them on my wrist like everyone else. Then I wised up and graduated to a clear plastic band until I cut my hair off and became much too chic to tie it back at all."
- Alexis Siemon



- by Cat McCord



PLUG:  What do you think about rubber bands?

SCOTT:  They're pretty cool. They stretch. They stay fresher if you put them in the refrigerator.

PLUG:  What do you use them for?

SCOTT:  Um. Wrapping things. Cock rings.



"Rubber bands are quite useful, although I have yet to master shooting a rubber band with one hand. Shooting with two hands is almost as good, but you're at a higher risk of snapping the sensitive skin on your hands."
- Alicia Marchand




"I was supposed to be in a wedding while in 8th grade. The week before, my mom took me to the dentist to get plain clear rubber bands put on instead of the neon ones that were so cool at the time. Then the day before the wedding, I ate a hot dog with mustard and it stained the clear bands a gross yellowy snot color. My mom was all upset, like this was the one thing keeping me from being beautiful. I was a shiny thirteen year-old in a purple tea-length dress with bangs three inches off my forehead. Mustardy braces were the least of my problems."
- Sarah Brown


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