I'm sportin' a big ole "L" on my forehead today.
I should have seen it coming.
But it came out of nowhere.
It was entirely my fault, so I couldn't even yell at anyone.
I even felt the need to look around to make sure nobody saw me do it.
I ran SMACK into the cabinet door that I left open.
So, technically, the "L" is the imprint of the corner of the door.
I'm such a loser!