If you ever came to dinner at my house, there is a 99.999992% chance you will be eating from a plate, bowl or cup that has a chip out of it.
Why is this, you ask? (I am assuming you ARE asking or this will be the
stupidest shortest post I've ever written...)
Am I so frugal that I still use really, really old dishware?
Do I loan out my table settings as targets to myopic skeet shooters?
Am I chucking them into the air to create bogus UFO videos?
No. No. And perhaps.
Actually, I simply have a problem with depth perception. Well, maybe "problem" is a tad understated.
I am cursed with a Lack Of Coordination.
I possess a Deficiency Of Proper Perception.
A Deprivation of Spacial Relationships.
These days I rarely encounter a session of emptying the dishwasher without somehow cracking one plate on another whilst trying to stack them in the cupboard. It's not uncommon to watch shards fly as yet another piece of my matching dishware is slowly destroyed.
I am seriously considering the necessity of wearing safety goggles when putting away the dishes.
So if you DO risk life and limb to visit, just search carefully through that salad... you may find it's a lot crunchier than it should be.
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