WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?
This is yet another chapter in the series of “Here. Hold my beer.” To bring newcomers up to speed, “Here. Hold my beer.” is the first chapter containing foibles and stunts from folks who felt like superstars while drinking.
The second chapter, “Shit You Saw Coming, But Did Anyway” is exactly what the title suggests. Again, pain is usually involved.
Third, “Didn’t See That Coming” is really a sub-chapter to the second and the first. Pain is almost always involved. As is the humiliating rush of embarrassment. At least, in this scenario, the person taking the hit really has been truly blind-sided.
Now, for the fourth chapter in my book on human shortcomings. “What could possibly go wrong?” A question which should always be followed by knocking on wood. Most often, the results of such an attitude are merely messy, and not always physically painful. “What could possibly go wrong?” you ask, while handing your friend the scissors. She’s just giving your hair a trim. It’s not as if she’s going to turn your bangs into something resembling the front of a doghouse.
*Readers take note. This happened to me, and the perpetrator knows who she is.
Or maybe you invited that weird friend to your dinner party at the last minute. I’m sure every one of you have had moments like the ones I’ve shared. I know I’m not alone in this. ‘Fess up and share.