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Oh yeah, I forgot.
I was helping my mother put up a picture not long ago. I was holding it against the wall while she made sure it was level when I lost my balance a little.
The frame scraped against the wall and took off a little bit of the paint.
Dread instantly surged. I began the instachorus of "Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm such a fool, I'm so bad at things, I'm so sorry, you just painted that , I feel so bad, I'm sorry."
My mother gave me a 'calm the eff down' look and said " don't worry about it, these things happen. We can fix it in a minute." Sure enough, after the picture was hung, she sanded lightly, got the remaining paint, handed me a little brush and we covered up the blemish. The whole process took about five minutes.
Oh, yeah. I forgot. Most people don't hit you for these kinds of things.