horror
As I’m putting the facewash back up on the shelf, my arm brushes the handheld mirror which slides and knocks the tweezers off of the shelf and I watch, stricken and helpless, as the tweezers fall end over end and, with a gentle sploosh, into the open toilet below.
3 comments:
true horror indeed.
Out of curiosity, how did this story end?
P.S. This is EXACTLY why we are religious about making sure the toilet seat cover is ALWAYS down...
What else could I do but fish them out and sterilize them (they're fantastic tweezers!). Fortunately, the toilet had been flushed. Otherwise, well...
I did, however, once lose my kabuki brush to the toilet. I was unwilling to try and salvage that one.
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