Nose Job

Before the movie on Saturday, I'd gone into the restroom to "use the facilities" (Why else would I go in there? I am not classy or vain enough to check my hair or see if I had anything stuck in my teeth). I noticed that the toilet seat needed to be wiped off before I used it, so I was going to grab some toilet paper and take care of it. I was standing there, struggling with the large roll underneath, trying to find a loose end. It was one of those very large dispensers with the mongo-sized rolls. I wiggled it around a bit trying to find the end of the roll, and then tried to tear off some paper. WHAM!!! The dispenser came open and whacked me right in the nose! Ouch! It shocked me, and the pain brought tears to my eyes. And I just kept thinking of what my nose might look like by the end of the movie. (Remember what happened to Marcia on the Brady Bunch when she was hit by a football?!) How was I going to explain that to my date? I think it's hilarious now, and lucky for me, there was no visible evidence of the incident. Except this blog post.