I’ve had two really weird bathroom accidents this past week and I’m starting to wonder how I’ve made it this far into life without just accidentally losing a limb or something similar. I gouged (literally gouged) my thumb off of a conditioner bottle. Today, I sliced up my elbow by accidentally raking it against a razor. Like…how? Just how? I swear I’m unlucky, but my wives will have you believe that I’m just a klutz
I don’t understand people who never experience this. How can one be always aware of where their limbs are and be completely aware of their surroundings and every possible consequence of every action?
I’ve had two really weird bathroom accidents this past week and I’m starting to wonder how I’ve made it this far into life without just accidentally losing a limb or something similar. I gouged (literally gouged) my thumb off of a conditioner bottle. Today, I sliced up my elbow by accidentally raking it against a razor. Like…how? Just how? I swear I’m unlucky, but my wives will have you believe that I’m just a klutz
I don’t understand people who never experience this. How can one be always aware of where their limbs are and be completely aware of their surroundings and every possible consequence of every action?