|Finger? Apple? Who can tell the difference?|
Photo by Petr Kratochvil
Courtesy of Public Domain Pictures
Picture it: Western New York, my kitchen. I had just finished making egg salad sandwiches for the kids, even managing to cut them into triangles successfully (i.e. without slicing off any of my limbs). The house was peaceful, the kids watching TV in the living room and neither fighting nor whining for their food. Satisfied with the sandwiches, I turned to the day's fruit, a lovely apple. I washed it, dried it, then, remembering that my two-year-old dislikes the peel, I reached for my potato peeler and began stripping away the skin. All was well--until it happened:
I mistook my finger for the apple--and I peeled it.
I know, I know. Disgusting, you say. Believe me, you're not wrong. I'll refrain from posting a picture.
(You're welcome.) ;)
|Yes, he may look innocent enough lounging there among|
the potatoes, but don't be fooled. That peeler is pure evil.
Image courtesy of Sanja Gjenero, rgbstock.com
Of all the klutzy things I've done in my life--slicing off the tips of several fingers with kitchen knives; walking into walls, counters, and tables; tripping over toys, coffee tables, and nothing at all; falling down (and up!) stairs, and more--taking my skin off with the potato peeler ranks right up there with the most uniquely interesting ways I've hurt myself.
And frankly, it makes typing really difficult.
What's the most klutzy thing you've ever done?