Nobody’s fault but mine. Fortunately I was right at the very end of **Antony & Cleopatra **by Colleen McCullough. As a result, it was off balance, I guess - and it pitched forward off the top of the toilet’s water tank into…what I had been standing there for in the first place. As Cher would’ve said in Clueless: Eww.
I picked it up by the still-clean top and dropped it into the recycling bin. Oy.
Oh no - this thread will do nicely, thankyouverymuch - spill it! (pun intended)
And **An Gadai ** - care to expand on the Wow factor? You’ve never multi-tasked your way to an accident without even realizing you were multi-tasking (or headed for an accident) before?
So I’m reading The Voyage of the Beagle in the tub, fell asleep and dropped the damn thing. Field stripped it, as it were and had to clean a little rust off the circuit board before it would work again. Might have been a new battery involved, too. I’ve slept since then.
Just last week I dropped my radio in the toilet. That’s the second one I’ve lost at work, although it’s been three years since the last time. Fortunately I had an Instant Recognition Award (our company’s version of an Attaboy) tucked in my purse, so I was able to cash it in on a new radio and continue to block out my coworker’s lame jokes again.
Boss’s new cell phone: $400
Boss talking to company about replacing the new cell phone that she dropped into the toilet: Priceless
What do you mean, you don’t replace cell phones that have been dropped in the toilet. I’ll just take this brand new cell phone and throw it in the street and run over it. Then you will have to replace it.
