Walking home tonight I noticed there was a piece of fishing line with a large hook attached lying in the street. Figuring that this was a rather odd thing to have lying in the street and since it was right outside the kindergarden I figured it would be an appropriately community minded act to pick up the hook and line to ensure others didn’t get hurt.

“Look,” I said to my beloved as I reached down and picked up the hook, “some idiot has left a fish hook in the street - someone could easily be stab-AAAAAAARGH!”

Yep, that someone was me. I hadn’t noticed another piece of fishing line coiled in a different direction to the piece I’d seen and suddenly I was picking up a piece of fishing line I was standing on so when the slack ran out I found myself with a fish hook stabbing me in the finger. Fortunately it didn’t stick in properly and after disinfecting the entry point it looks like no permanent damage was done. Other than my pride, of course, which was damaged by winning the SPOTD award.

Categories: SPOTD