Now, this looks pretty harmless . . . right?
Well, opening one of these babies is like a game of Russian roulette, I tell ya!
I like seltzer.
It has “fizz” for the kid in me, and no calories for the adult in me (who realizes that I don’t need sugared soft drinks, all the time).
But, I’m beginning to think that the teens, who stock the shelves at the supermarket, are having fun tossing, shaking, and otherwise roughing up a few of these bottles every so often – perhaps in an effort to make the shift go faster? 😉
I can just imagine them chuckling as they wonder which poor soul will be opening a mini version of Niagara Falls in the near future!
The other day, I absent-mindedly went to the kitchen for a drink. As I opened a new seltzer bottle – a tidal wave of spray and bubbles covered me, my slippers, a cabinet door, the floor, the counter, and the day’s mail! I was no longer absent-minded. Talk about a call to attention.
The thing is – I’ve had this experience many times over the past few years. The funniest part is that right after it happens, I spend the next week or two being extra careful to open all bottles over the sink.
Of course, none of those bottles ever spray at all, and eventually, I’m lulled back into a relaxed state about the whole thing. I stop thinking I need to be near the sink and I return to opening bottles willy-nilly! 😉
It isn’t very long though, before . . .
Yep! You guessed it.
There I am, once again, absent-mindedly going to the fridge for a drink and . . .