My biggest fan

One time I wasn't paying attention to where I was standing and I was trying to describe some stupid thing and I stuck my hands up in the air......right into the ceiling fan. Luckily(?), I was just at the edge of the blades so one smacked my hand and kinda sliced my palm open a bit with it's little seam type thing on the edge of the blade, and the blades smacked the fingers of my left hand, bending them back and bruising the phuc out of the side of my ring finger. Thankfully(?), my left hand slowed the blades down. If it'd been on high, I think I would've broken a finger or four.

Pay attention kids.

Hey, Santa does it! Kinda....sorta...in a way...

One day I was running late, and it was right before my bedtime when I realized I didn't have any clean pants to wear to work. So, I did a load of laundry, and just threw one pair of pants into the dryer and went to bed. The lateness carried over to the next day and so I showered, and grabbed my pants out of the dryer, got dressed and bolted off to work.

At the end of the day, when I got home I was taking my shoes off when I noticed something baaaaaaarely poking out of one of my pant legs.

In my haste to get a pair of pants washed and dried, I failed to notice that I hadn't emptied the load of socks I had dried earlier.

I had gone all day at work with a nice, thick, white athletic sock stuck, by the magic of static, to the inside of my pantleg.

GAH!

A wave of brief horror went through me as I realized, that at any point during the day, the sock could have flopped out further or completely come out and made it look like I stuffed my pants to make it look like I have a large packet.

I check the dryer to make sure it's COMPLETELY empty before I throw a new load in now.