“Aren’t you going to wear long sleeves and long pants?”, my bride asked.
I told her no, I don’t get poison ivy, haven’t since childhood.
So I went out on my mission to annihilate the noxious vine.
And a few days later I had the rash on both arms and both legs.
The lesson? Never presume that you are immune from some evil, just because you have not been troubled by it for a long time.