After the fall into a work of art (I thought it was a sticker), and the cutting of a finger with a blender (save the cheerleader, save my finger), the series of little accidents continues.
Hitting my head against the metal pole of the subway carriage as I’m getting up – done.
Randomly accosting a stranger to ask him whether my forehead looks like Elephant man‘s – done.
Holding the ice cold beer can given by the stranger against my head for 20 subway stops while everybody looks at me like I’m a completely drunk even though I’m not – so done.
Now my forehead looks like a rainbow, with various shades of red, yellow and blue.
What’s not to like?
A big hug and a million kisses on your multicolored forehead – with much sympathy and love !
Et ça va mieux maintenant?
Bisous!