I felt very stupid this morning. We have a reed diffuser in our bedroom. It's lost its scent and I can't find the same one. There were some different in the supermarket this morning, including on offer.
I didn't want to buy one unsniffed but noticed that there were some room sprays in the same scents. So I picked one up to have a sniff and promptly sprayed it in my face - up my nose, in my eyes, everywhere. I had to be rescued by a lovely assistant who provided wipes and tissues. I can still taste the damn thing and no I didn't buy it.
Make me feel better as I've got form for this. At the beginning of the summer I found a great pestle and mortar in a charity shop. I was showing my friend just how heavy it was - and dropped it on my foot. Toe broken, pestle and mortar fine.