Don’t cry over spilt milk. That’s not applicable. Have a twinge over spilt beer. That’s a master’s concoction on the tabletop. That’s your relaxation. But don’t cry. Clean it. Open another. Frown at your clumsiness; move slower next time. Don’t let it show; frown inside. The bottle’s in the trash now. You’ll take it out in the morning. That’s it; it’s gone. No one was watching. You’re in the clear. Still, it won’t happen again. The stickiness left on the tabletop shouldn’t be there. You’re not a clumsy man. A beer bottle shouldn’t lie on its side pouring itself out.
AdmonishmentIn by Chris on January 18, 2011 at 11:14 pm