When I was little I was forced to wear a dress I really didn't like, and ever since everyone of my relatives have embraced my saying at the time "it's your own fault".
I know, didn't have anything really to do with wearing the dress, but when you're like 6 years old it does make sense. I think.
Today it was my own fault. I was preparing dinner for my friends, and 5 seconds into it I cut myself. My own fault, since I sharpened the knife.
So bleeding, quickly running into the bathroom, quick-quick-quick find a band-aid. Realized I had forgotten to buy new ones. Only had two very large ones. So I prepared the food wearing a band-aid the size of well one of the kreises in Zürich.
Good I have neighbours. So one minute before the first guest arrived I had band-aids delivered. Don't think it would've looked good with a large bandage around my thumb, they might not have eaten the chicken then!
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