Yesterday I was opening a warehouse-club bundle of toilet paper. The usual method is hook a thumb under an end flap and pop open. Not anymore: yesterday all that popped was my thumb - ouch! EARLY this morning I was in my HMO's after-hours care, getting said digit x-rayed, prodded, probed and taped.
Next time, I'll either make the Chief open that package or use scissors - no more sprains, please!
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