This past weekend, I pulled a wire hanger from my closet and noticed a moth (not a moth, really, but a piece of fuzz) floating near my face. With my cat-like reflexes, and forgetting what I held in my hand, I attempted to swat at it. As I did, the hook of the hanger caught my right nostril. Ouch! I thought I may have pierced my own nose, it hurt so bad. I expected there to be blood pouring out of my nose, but I apparently didn't injure it too badly. It just hurt like the dickens.
So, beware, my friends, of the nefarious wire hanger.
1 comment:
I would have to say that your reaction was quite justified if it was a moth, but for a piece of fuzz? It's not quite worth sacrificing your nose!
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