STEPPED on the bathroom scales, then managed to glimpse their evil numbers over your gut? Here’s what to do next:
Step one: pick up the scales and wrap them in a towel
The horrendous numbers you saw on the scale must be hidden. So, like when the kids threw Jumanji in the river, wrap them so you can no longer see them, and more importantly, they cannot see you. Making them harder to identify slows the curse being passed to someone else.
Step two: begin a month long hike into the darkest forest you can find
Find an area of deep forest; Germany is good. Take the most complicated path you can find. Go in circles, through rivers, underground. If possible, abseil. All these movements will disorientate the scales so they cannot find their way home. Go so far into the forest you’re in Narnia. That is where we bury our scales.
Step three: dig a hole so deep you can see the mantle of the earth
Use everything and anything at your disposal to dig, dig, dig. Use your hands if you must, a shovel, your face, a JCB backhoe loader, whatever you have. When you see molten rock, drop the scales. Watch them melt. Let that slow smile of satisfaction spread across your face, your quest finally over.
Step four: burn everything you own
Burn your clothes, your possessions, your car, and anything else that might have been tainted by the scales’s lies. Scrub yourself until your skin is raw, then douse yourself in disinfectant. Lie down in your empty home, free of the burden at last. Then hear an ominous beep from the bathroom and realise the scales are in there.
