On Sunday night, we had Chinese take-out for dinner and I ordered Szechuan Beef. I took leftovers to work on Monday and, while eating them, set two chili peppers aside.
Today, I pulled a plate out of my cupboard and headed to the kitchen to make a sandwich. This plate happened to contain the two chili peppers. Before arriving at the kitchen, I realized that Finance ordered pizza today! I detoured up there and snagged two pieces.
Back at my desk, I realized that I could "re-purpose" the leftover chilis to add some heat to my pizza. I tore them up with my hands, sprinkled the flakes and seeds on the slices, and enjoyed.
So far so good. Well... About an hour later, I absent mindedley rubbed my eyes and soon appreciated the fact that I had not washed my hands after handling the chilis.
There was a little burning, then a little more, then I was in the bathroom washing my eye sockets with soap and water. Sixty seconds of splashing later my condition was upgraded from serious to fair.
Although my eyes looked like I just participated in a student protest in Seoul, I was otherwise none the worse for wear.
Hopefully, the fact that I'm making a blog post about the time I was an idiot and rubbed chili residue in my eyes shows that I don't take myself too seriously.
Come to think of it, this was a little reminiscent of the time in college when I was opening a Taco Bell hot sauce packet. The tear I made only caught the very edge of the pocket so when I squeezed it, the resulting pressure and the Venturi Effect combined to project a thin stream of hot sauce a distance of 3-4 feet directly into my friend Brian's eye. What makes this story a little better is that he was driving at the time!
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