Klutz is practically my middle name, and when I first started the coil-building thing, you could have written the Profane Dictionary with everything that was coming out of my mouth.
Though it was actually the process of getting
coils "mounted" in those tiny T3S heads that really brought on the cussing.
I was terrified of pretty much everything about
vaping, at first -- got a drop of 6mg
juice on my hand, oh horrors! I'm washing it off frantically -- yesterday I got a few drops of 100mg on my fingers while mixing, no trauma, just rinse them off in cold water.
And the coils, OMG, you'd think I was trying to build a nuclear reactor or something.
I dunno if familiarity breeds contempt, but it certainly breeds calmness.
Andria