A Shocking Morning: Adventure in the McGuinness* Family Household

I’m a multi-tasker, so as of late, I’ve taken to blow-drying my hair while reading some of my favorite Blogs.

This morning, I was very engrossed by something or another and kept reading while I reached under the desk to unplug the blow dryer.

Then…

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

J’s Expert Advice

Me: (Running into bedroom) Honey, I think I was just electrocuted! What should I do?

J: You were what? How did you do that?

Me: Well, I was unplugging the blow dryer and accidentally touched the metal prongs…my hand is all tingly, should I do something? Should I go to emergency?

J: You’re fine.**

Me: Really? How do you know?!?

J: (Kisses my hand.) Really, honey, you’re fine. You were just shocked. I wouldn’t worry.

(I finish getting ready in the other room then go back into the bedroom to get my stuff.)

Me: My arm feels kind of funky. Are you sure I’m okay?

J: Yes, you’re fine, although I just had a crazy bathroom adventure –

Me: Oh my God! Are you all right?

J: Well, I was blow-drying my hair and this pack of wild dogs flew out of the medicine cabinet and tried to attack me –

Me: Stop messing with me!

J: Then, there was this snapping turtle in the toilet –

Me: I’m leaving!

Dr. P’s Expert Advice

So, a hypochondriac by nature, I immediately call the famous Dr. P., general practitioner, when I get to work.

Me: Hi, this is TJ McGuinness. Um…I think I may have been electrocuted this morning, is there anything I should do?

Mary (Office Manager): TJ, if you were electrocuted you wouldn't be talking to me right now.

Me: Um…okay. I guess I was shocked then.

Mary: Let me go get Dr. P.

(2 Minutes)

Dr. P: Hi, TJ, how are you?

Me: Well, I’m okay. The thing is, I think I may have been shocked or something.

Dr. P: What happened?

(I tell him the story.)

Dr. P: Your heart okay? Any strange rhythms?

Me: Nope. My arm is a little sore and my grip is a bit weak. Should I do anything?

Dr. P: No, you’re fine.

Me: REALLY?

Dr. P: Yup.

Oy.

* I’ve taken to calling myself TJ McGuinness (Mc = Irish! McDonald’s!, Guinness = Yummy Brand of Beer), as “TJ (Generic Irish Last Name)” is a little cumbersome.

** Tangent Alert: This is not the first time J has demonstrated his trademark stoicism in the face of crisis. The following happened a few months before our wedding.

Setting: McGuinness Family Living Room. J is sitting at the coffee table reading the Sunday paper right next to a Yankee Candle. The paper goes into flames.

Me: Honey, FIRE! FIRE! Your paper is on FIRE!!!

(J continues to read the paper.)

Me: FIRE! FIRE! Give me that!

(I grab flaming paper, dash into the kitchen and douse it in the sink. I run back into the living room.)

Me: Sweetie, are you OKAY?!?

J: Damn. I was reading that.

Comments

[billy]

..serves you right for being a multi-tasker :^)...now, if you was a bloke you can only do one thing at once - hence jim and the newspaper :^)...although there is one (and only one) situation that men can do two things at once...it involves twins...I'll go now :^)...

[TJ]

Hee hee!

Billy, you are *so* right. ;)

[Parkway Rest Stop]

Uh, and read the warning sticker that reminds you not to use the blow dryer in the shower.

[Courtney]

That's hilarious!

[TJ]

Thank you, Courtney. I'm glad you enjoyed. All told, it has been a very nutty couple of days. Can't wait to check out your Blog!