I just took some leftover pizza out of a toaster, and I'm very drunk, so I burned one of my fingers a bit on the pan. Nothing serious, barely noticed it, but it reminded me of one of my vivid memories from middle school...
There was an awkward fat kid that pretty much everyone made fun of. From what I recall, he took a lot of the ridicule in stride, and kinda owned his awkwardness, which to me was unthinkable at the time, so I found his relative confidence striking.
One time in Home Economics class, we were baking something, and he was the one tasked with removing the finished product from the oven. Several of us watched while he did it. He held his face really close to the oven as he opened it, not expecting the hot air that would rise out. When the air hit his face, he didn't jerk back, but rather eased his head back casually, a smile on his face, exclaiming in a nonchalant, slightly erotic voice,
"Oh god, that felt bad..."
Everyone watching burst out in laughter.
