You know the sort I mean.
You’re carrying a tray through from the kitchen. On it is
placed a bowl of soup that’s been overfilled, so it’s within a millimetre of
impersonating Niagara Falls. You’re
being very, very careful to hold it steady and level, and then just as you’re
passing from one room to another and there’s nowhere to put the tray down, your
nose decides to sneeze. Impeccable timing.
I’ve been having a lot of days like that lately.
2 comments:
At least it spilled all over the tray instead of on the floor. Hopefully.
But then the tray gets all messy and has to be washed. And you don't get to eat the spilled soup - after you've taken all that trouble to make it.
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