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One of those days
Sep. 23rd, 2000 03:46 pmEver have one of those days where everything goes so wrong, it actually makes you laugh instead of pulling your hair out?
It started this morning, heading out to the driving range to pound a few golf balls (rain coming later, so no time to play a game). So, I hit one right off the shaft of my driver, which did that buzzy, vibration thing in my hand, then I teed up another ball and took a swing. *POP*, the head of my driver sails down the range, leaving me with an expensive graphite shaft in my hands. A $150 driver, snapped at the hosel.
Then I get home, and my goatee is bugging me cuz I hadn't trimmed it in a couple of weeks, so I trim it and it's that two-tone look since I have to dye it to match my dyed hair. I do the dye job, then accidently drop the tray of black beard-dye down the front of my pants.
Then I decide to work on the house (probably a dangerous idea, given the day). I'm putting some drywall around a doorframe I've removed, making it a normal-looking entrance between rooms. I've got the caulk-gun of Liquid Nails (tm) to make sure the drywall sticks after the screws go in. I caulk a bit too much on the top-side, and a big ol' glob of the stuff about the size of a plum lands in the palm of my hand, gluing my wedding ring to my finger, and my fingers to each other. So, I'm trying one-handed to get the paint thinner to rescue my left hand, when I knock it over, spilling it all over the electric drill I'm using to screw in the drywall screws.
I think I'll find a quiet corner of the house and have a beer.
It started this morning, heading out to the driving range to pound a few golf balls (rain coming later, so no time to play a game). So, I hit one right off the shaft of my driver, which did that buzzy, vibration thing in my hand, then I teed up another ball and took a swing. *POP*, the head of my driver sails down the range, leaving me with an expensive graphite shaft in my hands. A $150 driver, snapped at the hosel.
Then I get home, and my goatee is bugging me cuz I hadn't trimmed it in a couple of weeks, so I trim it and it's that two-tone look since I have to dye it to match my dyed hair. I do the dye job, then accidently drop the tray of black beard-dye down the front of my pants.
Then I decide to work on the house (probably a dangerous idea, given the day). I'm putting some drywall around a doorframe I've removed, making it a normal-looking entrance between rooms. I've got the caulk-gun of Liquid Nails (tm) to make sure the drywall sticks after the screws go in. I caulk a bit too much on the top-side, and a big ol' glob of the stuff about the size of a plum lands in the palm of my hand, gluing my wedding ring to my finger, and my fingers to each other. So, I'm trying one-handed to get the paint thinner to rescue my left hand, when I knock it over, spilling it all over the electric drill I'm using to screw in the drywall screws.
I think I'll find a quiet corner of the house and have a beer.
