Super Klutz: The Return

I inherited my dad's feet. Lucky me. Depending on your browser, you may need sunglasses to view my foot. They never see the light of day for I keep them well hidden from the world in socks and sneakers. Talk about white.

I spilled some solvent on my shoe at work and didn't realize it until about an hour later.

It started to burn. Badly. Liken it to a light chemical burn. I had to take my sock and shoe off, wash my foot and let it air out. Boss got onto me for running around barefoot. Told me to get a pair of flip flops for such an occasion as this.

....That's because it's not the first time I've spilled a chemical on my shoe and burned my foot as a result.

Later, I was hanging some drapes to air dry and the drapery hanger has never worked, never been adjustable. I stand on a chair, on the tips of my toes and reach as far as I can to get the drapes onto the hooks. You know you saw this coming after the week I've had. Yep, I got my left index finger hung up in one of the hooks.

I didn't get any blood on the drapes so I still consider it a non-horrible day.