the pleasures of not

Sometimes the best thing that happens is the thing that didn’t happen.

– Hey, I didn’t smash the wineglass!
– Oooh, it looks like those two toenails aren’t going to pop off after all. That’s nice.
– What smells like burning toast? Oh… toast done nice and crispy the way I like it, it turns out.
– Speaking of which, I’m afraid our oven element is dying. Oh. Wait. It appears to work just fine now!
– Whu- whu- WHOA! …caught myself. Phew!

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