I'll be two steps on the water

A couple years ago, our toilet tank just fucking shattered. We live in a rented house, the toilet tank was older than I am, it's not unexpected in retrospect. So my wife and I just kind of tucked that shattered porcelain against the edge of the tub, between the tub and the toilet, while we waited for maintenance to get back to us (our rental management company is garbage, it takes a long time to get a response).

I remember distinctly looking at this broken, very sharp porcelain, and thinking "I gotta tell Mags to move that to the curb with the trash, preferably in a cardboard box, before someone gets hurt".

And then, having thought that, I put it out of my mind.

Not a minute later, I slammed the side of my foot into that very sharp porcelain and cut it open so bad I had to go to the ER and get stitches for the first time in my life. Because in my head, I'd already "dealt with it", by deciding to tell Mags to do a thing, and I probably would have if this hadn't happened.... but then I stopped thinking about the very real danger, I was thinking about something else entirely by the time I stood up and sliced my foot open on the known threat.

America is the only country with medical debt and medical bankruptcy.

No other country destroys your life savings via medical procedures.