King of Klutz

It is sad - if not outright pathetic, at how I retain the reigning King of Klutz status.  Occasionally, someone locally gives me a good run for my money through the bizarreness of life - but they just lack the lasting power of my personal curse!

Wednesday was a perfect example.

I had a good start to the day, the filleting of my foot 13 days ago finally stopped bleeding - yeah!  No more Spray and Washing my socks before washing them!  My constant shoulder pain from the day of surgery 18 days ago finally diminished.  That annoying cough, probably from the air supply I was on, passed finally as well.  Wednesday was a bright sunny morning and I was happy.

But, life intervened.

One of my friends seems to have had their car's cooling system freeze up and I thought, yeah, I should pick up some anti-freeze just in case.

So, I took off and stopped at Red Robin for a burger, which had some weird mayonnaise and seemed to have been heavily laced with chilies.  I am allergic to them - urp .... :(

At the store I limped around for like half an hour because they moved everything around in the store and then seem to have laid off anyone whom might have known where anything now is.  But I did find everything, including presents for oldest grand-daughter's birthday this weekend.

At the gas station, as the fuel pumped into my bone dry tank - I checked my radiator and found it low, so started pouring the anti-freeze.  The day was still good ... but then ....

In a HUGE URP from the jug, anti-freeze gushed all over my clean jeans, underwear, socks and shoes.  I had wet underwear and at 35 degrees with a 30 mile per hour wind, I suddenly found myself quite frozen quickly!  I dried the jug off, capped it and then put it away.  I walked to the fuel pump and it was no longer pumping, I tried to restart the pump but nothing!  With the help of a mechanic we found out that the pump seemed to work okay ... my fuel gauge was out, apparently I had plenty of gas in the car!

Back home, clothes in the washing machine, I poured a hot bath and settled down to soak my frozen nethers ...  Then I managed to flick my phone into the tub ... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I tried to suck it dry with a vacuum cleaner.  It fired right up and then shorted out.  Now it is on the heater to see if that will help.  Sigh ...  I think my phone is dead permanently.  I guess after tomorrow's flu shot, it is off to find a new phone.

Yeah, no broke Kris, other than a chili gut cleaning and a huge rash from the anti-freeze, I am intact for now ...