Ew. That looks so much more nasty here than it did in real life. Wednesday I backed into a hot pipe at work. Pain doesn't immediately register with me like it does with most people.
See, nerves in your skin and body send a signal to the brain that says, "That hurts!" Not mine. Maybe it's because I've been burnt so many times. Maybe it's because it's so hot, I didn't instantly notice the hot pipe.
Maybe I'm just one tough broad.
Earlier that morning I had hung a skirt up in my spotting area. (to remind you, I work at a dry cleaners) I was rushing back to my board when I was suddenly stopped. The hook at the waist in the skirt had somehow got caught up in my hair. "This kind of thing only happens to me..." I told Martha, our pants presser.
Later, an hour after work, while sitting in the drive thru at the bank, I noticed a large scratch on my shoulder. "How'd that get there?" I wondered.
Super Klutz at your service!
3 comments:
you're no different than the rest of us. you sound like a nice person. nice blog.
It's all a great ruse! I try so hard to be nice but then the gas prices go up....
This picture is very very funny Super Klutz my dear this is my first comments.
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