I had planned, in advance, a meeting with a lady whom I have seen a couple of times. Each time is better than the last. She gets me, I think. We exchanged PMs, texts, etc making sure everything was ready. Big night ahead for me. I was stoked.
Checked into the hotel knowing I had forgotten my razor. Got one from the front desk. CHEAP ASS RAZOR. I must have cut myself in about 7 places while shaving. Not little nicks. Cuts. I was bleeding like a stuck pig. I couldn't stop the bleeding.
Thirty minutes prior to meeting and I was still bleeding. Couldn't stop it. I looked awful. I had to cancel. No way around it. Tried to reschedule for later but she had plans. All my fault.
So now, bleeding finally stopped, I sit in my room thinking about what might have been.
Worst excuse ever.
BUT THE HONEST TO GOD TRUTH.
Kinda funny--if it hadn't happened to me.