Mosquitos were buzzing on night of the Kailua Intermediate School Christmas Concert in Hawaii. Our band had white shirts, pants, and shoes and navy blue with a golden lining polyester capes. I had a full dress uniform on for the band concert and my mom gave me a glass bottle of DEET repellent to put on. The kind that has a small orifice at the top, allowing a small daub at a time on. I put it in my French horn case and went to the band room to warm up. I was late and all the other kids had warmed up and were seated getting last minute instructions in the main room. Our director, Mr Wellington, told me to go into the practice room to warm up. I opened my French Horn case quickly. Out flew that little glass bottle, and then with a one-in-a-million chance it hit the base of the steel stand and broke creating a puddle of the clear liquid on the asphalt linoleum floor. It was dissolving the floor tiles! I could not clean it up. I had no towels and I was not supposed to soil the uniform! Then I was told we all must go to the concert now! Later, there were conspiracy theories by my fellow bandies of how and why the black gooey splotch had appeared on the floor of the practice room, but I never confessed. Years later I saw that evil black splotch was still on that band room floor. I felt forever guilty for permanently damaging the Band Room. I wondered why did mosquito repellents need to be painted on the skin? If it dissolves floor tiles, why is it OK to put all over your skin? Isn’t there a better way?