I met with a friend over lunch last week. Afterwards, we had coffee and I managed to knock over my cup, pouring the contents over my crotch. I'm not sure what hurt me more, the hot coffee or the embarrassment.
ouch. that's only meant to happen in comedy films .
i'm usually the one who does things like that in real life (when I worked as barmaid, they swiftly learned
not to send me round, collecting the empties from the tables. too many drinks in too many laps
but luckily that was before they started serving hot coffee in bars *phew* )
i don't suppose a
workl as much of a salve, but have one, anyway