I am far too short to be reaching for things up high. I learned this today, and I learned it the hard way. I was in art, trying to get the white paint [which for some reason my teacher has all the acrylic paint on the tippy top of a book shelf thing.] I knew I couldn't reach it without a stool or something, but because of an episode of "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" where the blond chick is just like "No! I can do it myself!!" I was inspired to get the paint without any help what so ever - even if the help was from a stool. So I just pushed it with my finger tips until it fell off the edge.. Usually I can catch things when they fall after doing something like this, but I guess I can't do that with a giant jug of paint falling from about a foot at the least above me.
End Result: Demolished hands - specifically my pinkies and ring fingers. They're all nice & swollen with some lovely little gashes on them from being smashed/whacked into/between the jug of paint & one of the shelves. It's only a little painful ha ha.
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