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Last week I decided to get rid of my acrylic nails and save and extra $35.00 a month seeing as our rent has just increased by $150 (Seriously!) and of course a few extra bucks would be nice in general. So on Friday, Greg and I decided to watch the Bourne Identity because we didn't want to see the Bourne Ultimatum until we had watched the first two again. Anyway, at one point we paused the movie and took a short break (Ebay can stop the world sometimes when the auction is about to end)... at this point I thought I would put some nail polish remover in a plastic Solo cup and soak a few nails in it (this is how you remove fake nails for those of you completely confused right now). I soaked a few nails while Ebay was ending and ripped two off and decided to leave the cup with the nail polish remover on the counter with a Kleenex over it so that I could finish the nails later without wasting the stuff....
About 20 minutes or so after restarting the movie, Greg looks at me and says "Did that stuff spill or something cause the smell is really strong?" I say "No, how could it spill? We have both been sitting here watching the movie and the stuff is in the bathroom." Greg: "Well I don't know but it's a really strong smell." I just shrug and we continue to watch the movie during which Greg continues to sniff his nose loudly with nasty looks on his face.
The movie ends and Greg goes over to the computer to check something I go into the bathroom to finish soaking my nails... or so I thought. I take the Kleenex off the top of the cup and look inside.... and its empty. My mind immediately starts going into overdrive on all the possible explanations. I'm thinking there is no way it spilled, no one was in there... where could it have gone... it doesn't just disintegrate into thin air. Well apparently nail polish remover does disintegrate a plastic cup and leak all over the counter and down the cabinets onto the carpet.
Now I'm thinking "OH CRAP!!!" I start to wipe it up and see just how bad it is.... its bad. It flowed all down the counter and around the basket on the counter and the lotion bottle leaving a lovely pink ring where the two items had been sitting; it then flowed down the counter all down the four WHITE drawers leaving an even lovelier fat pink drip down the one side. However, it miraculously did not ruin the carpet. It must have dripped on it somehow but we see no signs of it. After being stunned at my complete idiocy... I try to sneak to the kitchen, grab the spray and a sponge and get back to the bathroom to try to salvage some of the apartment bathroom. It is stained. The pink does not come off. Seriously, Greg is gonna freak.... I work up the courage to tell him about it and he of course says "I knew I was smelling it" (his version of "I told you so") and comes to see the damage. He, of course, is colorblind and can't see anything pink anywhere. Well that's all fine and dandy but I doubt the apartment manager is colorblind and he for sure will see my disaster and charge a hefty fine to fix my mess....
Oh well... now I know that nail polish remover (aka... alcohol) will eat away tiny little holes in the bottom of the plastic glass and create a lovely pink colored, alcohol smelling nightmare.
3 comments:
hilarious story... thanks for sharing a lesson learned the hard way. :)
Oh my goodness!! That is hilarious, although I am sure it wasn't at the time. What did your husband say? Mine would have been very pissed at me!!
Sonya - he basically used his favorite line whenever I do something stupid: "you're so careless sometimes!" I'm lucky he is colorblind and couldn't see the pink all down the cupboards cause if he had, he would have been so much more pissed!
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