Ouch!
I was telling Albert today about how I almost stabbed myself in the eye the other day. I took some cups and plates from our room over to the kitchen to stick in the dishwasher and I HAD to drop a fucking mug... luckily it didn't break, but it rolled all the way over to the dishwasher. I had it opened up with the dish rack sticking out, so my dumbass decides to quickly bend over and pick up the mug and when I turn my eye the other way.... There was a HUGE Cutco knife right next to my eye sticking up out of the rack. Im telling you, if I would've shifted over about 1 inch more to the right, I would've never seen again. Its times like these I KNOW someone is out there watching me... but then I think if they really were... wouldn't it have been safer if I hadn't dropped the mug in the first place???