True stories. I have a few of 'em. And they often make me chuckle.
Not sure where I might want this thread to go, but I'll start with what happened today, that for some reason, really has me wanting to tell everyone about it!
That moment when you drop a gallon of whole, cream-on-top milk on the parking lot pavement...and it bounces and splits and splatters the Very Clean car parked next to you. (It was biodynamic milk even, with very lovely cream!)
Then you're happy (no longer annoyed) that you left the 5-gallon water jug in the back of the car when you had 20 boxes of food to pick up (not exaggerating on the 20 boxes), because now you're using said water jug to wash the milk off the formerly spotless car.
Though the big jug *could* look like an oil can or gas can from a distance, so you're looking around like a criminal to make sure no one thinks you're doing something awful!
No one does, and you even have a spanking new plastic bin in which to put the split milk jug so you drive merrily away!
Happened Thursday. Or just yesterday from this post time. I went out to start day, went to the shop, came out. Less than a foot of slightly mangled 17 gauge aluminum electric fence wire (I use this stuff all over the place) was lying on the sidewalk. I stepped on it with left foot and didn't know it. End rose in air. I kicked it with right foot, it punctured my canvas slop shoe, and rammed under my right big toenail. Then I tripped as this caught my foot in travel. The wire popped out and for a few moments I didn't know about the wire or what had happened but I checked the shoe and seen the hole. Uh Oh. I gimped for house and had to do some self first aid, and treated myself and bandaged. THEN went back to look for what I tripped on and found the wire. It is now made into a bit of sculpture (I do wire wrapping to make jewelry) as a reminder. I will report that things are looking good and it mostly doesn't hurt with throb anymore and yes I do actually believe in and have current tetanus shot! I keep a good first aid kit and it's not the first time I've patched up self, spouse, or a critter of mine. Just a zillion to one strangeness on how I managed that one. In fact the medic (me) just treated the patient (me) with the utmost gentleness and rebandaged-all looks very well and no jumping in the pond for at least a week or getting that toe wet. I think I'd rather clean milk off a clean car, hehehe. Oh and we joke about this makes it an 'official project' as it's not an official project until you bleed on it (which hasn't been much)