I thought about posting a picture...I will spare you. I am pretty sure you really don't want to see the inside of my large arm.
You see it started innocently enough but now I am sporting a significant bruise.
Yesterday we went to In-N-Out burger for lunch. Now, I am not a big meat eater but every once in awhile I love to get me one of those burgers! Oh yeah!
After ordering, I am trying to distract Thayne from the P.A. system microphone which they conveniently place at his level just so he can scare the bajeezees out of older patrons by shouting in it. I know that Michael has slipped on purpose and let the little brown-eyed angel through just to get a laugh but it is not going to happen on my watch.
I am trying to hold all of our cups and keep Thayne to my left. He wants pink lemonade with a real lemon in it. I have hit the cups up against the ice and the cubes have crashed into our cups. As I turn to see how close Thayne is I drop his cup straight down into the trash hole.
My first thought is 'crap I have to get back into that line to order a new cup'.
Then I look and see that the trash bag must have been just changed because there are only a few straw wrappers down there. So quickly without thinking I thrust my arm down that hole to rescue his cup.
Guess what happened next.......................
The cup is in my hand and then I realize my arm is stuck!
I tug and pull but it just will not come out. I am starting to panic a little thinking this is sooo stupid of me and what if they have to call the fire department.
I have to let go of the other cups and Thayne and squeeze my arm out ....I almost have it all the way up and I drop the cup right back into the trash.
This time I am a little smarter and open the cabinet from the bottom.
I am sure those four men who were sitting on the bench waiting for their burgers were really having a good time watching me.
It wasn't until I got to our table that I realized my whole arm was sticky with soda pop.