A fucking mango
unbelievably yes. my alarm didn't go off the other day, i got up and was late for uni. i thought i'd grab a quick breakfast before i set off and eat it on the way, so i set to cutting a mango in half. before 5 minutes had passed, i had a cut on my finger, a big shredded mess of mango, mango juice all over my hands/kitchen/jeans, and i was in tears. it must have been the funniest sight ever when i ran into my bedrom and woke up my boyfriend, in tears, hands dripping with mango juice and blood and sobbing 'can you help me cut the mango? it's mean and i can't do it'.

i eventually went in an hour later when i had calmed down. the lesson? never attempt anything even moderately difficult when you are tired and on the last minute. i'm going to have a satsuma next time.
( St3cks, Tue 19 Apr 2005, 16:14, Reply)