Sometimes, you’re just running to answer the landline, because the wireless one next you just lost power, when you slip and run into a table. While you have people over. Who can hear everything happening.
Other times, you’re just biting off your nail because you broke it, and no one has any form of scissors or file, when you swallow the nail whole and start to wildly cough. In front of a lot of people. Who are staring at you while you feel the keratin shard scrape your esophagus all the way down to your stomach.
But those things definitely did not happen to me today. No, siree. I’m too cool for that.