Leaving work tonight, I had to put a few things in the trunk/boot of the Mini. Opened it up, leaned forward to toss in the stuff. WHACK. I bounced my forehead off the thin edge of the deck, shouted an appropriate word, staggered back a few steps… my lovely work lads walked with me over to the light to see if I was bleeding (nope). I do have quite a sore lump there. Looks like I’m trying to grow just one horn. It’s not even in the damn middle of my quite expansive forehead.
My guess is that the cold temps tonight kept the hydraulic hinges from opening all the way. It’s never done that before, and it is very dark behind the building, so I didn’t even look.
Won’t trust the boot again. Especially in the dark. Ow.
Oh, ouchie. Hope you didn’t get a massive headache. Machines can be so sneaky when sullen.
I guess I got the Boot to the Head! Hahahaha! Gee, I hope you get that 🙂
Ow I hope you are okay?! You’ll have to wrap your head up like Mr Bump.
Ha! I should make myself a bubble-wrap helmet!
If it makes you feel any better at all, a few months back I headbutted my wall so hard in my sleep that my face bled…
Holy shit, woman!
But no. I was meant to be fully functional at the time, not sleeping!
I couldn’t explain it if I tried. As you were supposed to be conscious, we are even. I hope your head is better soon!
I hope you didn’t end up with a scar!
Surprisingly not. I still have a dent in my head from when I walked into a postbox as a child. I remember tears and ice. Now that I think about it, a bit of a pattern is forming..
Were you awake? Hahah 🙂
Yeah haaa. I was on a school trip and was walking along talking to someone behind me.
Ooof!
Sorry you can’t do a Unicorn. Ouch.
I know! Now I’m just a lopsided devil.
Or a cow.
Don’t say it! 😃
My last car, the beloved Melissa, lost all hydraulic gumption on the hatch cover as she aged and I had to hold it up WITH my head to remove groceries, etc.
Now I see that it is better to have a hatch that won’t stay up at all than one that goes up part way.
At least I’d expect it to be at half-mast!
Ooch! I’m sorry (mainly because of how much you made me laugh)! I did about the same just a week or two ago. Cold temperature does that, I confirm. I was trying to be quick, so I didn’t wait for the hatch to go all the way up, I went ahead at the time it would normally have been completely up, not expecting it to stop midway. Well I didn’t hit as hard as you did, but my ego was hit. My employees were right there looking at me as we were about to leave.
See, that’s one way cats are superior to us. They can hit their head really hard and it doesn’t seem to do them a thing. Just the other day, I had just arrived from work and had not yet removed my shoes (I wear steel toe). I had not noticed Tigra was sitting right in front of me. I’m not sure exactly where I hit her, but I’m pretty sure it’s somewhere on her head, and I really hit her hard. She only stepped away a few steps. When a approached my hand, she stroke it like nothing happened.
Waaaaaa.
I wasn’t embarrassed, it hurt too much for that!
Poor Tigra. Did you ever see the George Carlin skit on the difference between cats and dogs? He goes into that reaction in hilarious detail.
But if you watch your kitty after an accident, they WILL lick the sore spot.
An owie always hurts worse when witnessed. LOL. Hope your heads heals fast.
I think I may shout my curse of choice louder when others are near…
Does that help? I tend to turn very, very red and then slink away when I do something like that.
Awww! Nah. What helped me was realising that I could remember every.damn.time I do something stupid, but could not recall any single time someone else did (for more than a few days). If no one else cares, why the hell should I? So now I just make fun of myself. Way less stressful!
Don’t trust a cold boot in the dark. Haha
Nevermore!
DAMMIT! I hate those hatches. Happened a time or two to me too.
Do you realise you wrote ‘two to me too’? and I thought nothing of it until I came back to reply 🙂 English is weird.
I did notice. I refrained from remarking on my amazing wordsmithery, though, out of (false) modesty. Usually I feel I’m the only one on the planet who truly appreciates me. Now, thanx to you, I can preen in public. You get me! Priceless.
Well that’s just damn rude…I would have gone postal and kicked the daylights out of the menacing mongrel…one word…helmut 😉 Fozziemum x
Love the damn Mini! She didn’t mean to hurt me, just got stiff with the cold. She’s getting elderly, you know!
Poor senior citizen cars..the unspoken victims of aging 😉
Ouch! I’m sorry. I hope it feels better tomorrow.
Still sore to the touch (I know, I know – don’t touch it, then!) but at least no bruise!
This sort of thing happens to be all. the. time.
I feel your pain.
I need to create and market a full-body bubblewrap suit, with helmet, fox eejits like us 🙂
Gosh! That’s horrible. I’m glad you didn’t have a cut and stitches to go with it, but the huge bump is more than enough!
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I’ll be fine, if my first response is to laugh at myself, it can’t be too serious (well, second response. First will always be a loud curse)!