What do you call it when you look right at a thing and run into it anyway?

I've done that Kat.

I looked at myself in a mirror as I was leaving a shop, proceed to bump into myself (or my reflection), then felt a complete fool when I apologised to the reflection before realising just how idotically brain dead I had momentarily become.

I have done the same thing as Piggy and Tazzy speak of so many times it's now a given that my husband guide me around in department stores. We've thought of just getting a big dog and a white cane, so at least I can fake an excuse. Or maybe if I just drool a little and talk to my invisible friend?....

Oh, so the three of you have done a 'Squipper' also, yet I don't recall ever reading about your mishaps. *TskTsk* Welcome to my club :-)

Perhaps, as members of this exclusive club, we should all get t-shirts that proclaim us as "Squipperific". :)

Doing a squipper isn't something to be ashamed of; it's something to be proud of! (But you should by her dinner first.)

-T.C.

I have lost count of how often I have done a squipper - most frequently the squipper is of the "smashed your face into a pane of glass while looking at a window display" variety.

A few times, I have gotten one step ahead of that and attempted to touch something on display, only to realise that this would work better if there was no glass between the hand and said object.

But nothing will beat the squipper an acquaintence pulled when he attemped to walk through the glass door to his balcony - he broke his nose in the process. He claimed "the glass was too clean: I thought the door was open".

Great blog. I will visit often. :)

-safia