Tamper-proof pill bottles. How many times has the lid gotten impossibly stuck between open and closed, off or on, a state of purgatory where the medication is neither available nor unavailable for its final descent into my belly? Some of the plastic packaging around now--and I'm thinking of that very hard casing that comes around things like new scissors, or, ironically, OXO utensils, (meant to be ergonomically kind)--is nearly impenetrable. At times I have had to return to the shop for help breaking into the contents.
I know this packaging is meant to deter shoplifting--or curious children. But this reminds me that when my children were young, they were the best ones to ask for help opening child-proof bottles. They were quite dextrous with lids. It is like technology. Our children simply understand the ways of the plastic world in which they are growing up. Unlike me. I shake my computer when something goes wrong. The children simply tap heedlessly away at buttons until something happens. As the children are not around, I take a hammer to the pill bottle--not the recommended approach unless one is desperate--so that I can transfer the contents to a small jar.