The following is taken from a Florida newspaper some time ago:
A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio and his wife
was in the house in the kitchen. The man was racing the engine
on the motorcycle and somehow, the motorcycle slipped into
gear. The man, still holding the handlebars, was dragged
through a glass patio door and the motorcycle dumped onto the
floor inside the house.
The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the dining room, and found
her husband lying on the floor, cut and bleeding, the motorcycle
laying next to him and the patio door shattered. The wife ran to the
phone and summoned an ambulance.
Because they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down the
several flights of long steps to the street to direct the paramedics
to her husband. After the ambulance arrived and transported the
husband to the hospital, the wife uprighted the motorcycle and
pushed it outside.
Seeing that gas had spilled on the floor, the wife obtained some
papers towels, blotted up the gasoline, and threw the towels in
the toilet.
The husband was treated at the hospital and was released to
come home.
After arriving home, he looked at the shattered patio door and the
damage done to his motorcycle. He became despondent, went
into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and smoked a cigarette. After
finishing the cigarette, he flipped it between his legs into the toilet
bowl while still seated.
The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard a loud explosion and her
husband screaming. She ran into the bathroom and found her
husband lying on the floor again. His trousers had been blown
away, and he was suffering burns on the buttocks, the back of his
legs and his groin. The wife again ran to the phone and called for
an ambulance.
The same ambulance crew was dispatched and the wife met them
at the street.
The paramedics loaded the husband on the stretcher and began
carrying him to the street. While they were going down the stairs to
the street accompanied by the wife, one of the paramedics asked
the wife how the husband had burned himself. She told them and
the paramedics started laughing so hard, one of them tipped the
stretcher and dumped the husband out. He fell down the remaining
steps and broke his ankle.
And you thought *you* had a bad day?
Well, there is nothing that a little bit of LOVE can't cure!