Delayed

Today at lunch I ordered ipoh hor fun. She told me to wait a while and went to pour out two bowls of hot clear soup.

She spilled some ....

... on my right foot.

Worse is that I took a while to like :

"Wait my right foot feels weird. Did she spill soup on my foot?"

"... ow ... ow ... OW ..."

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I think losing of "feel" is part of turning 30.