“Why is it so spicy?”

So last night I was sorting through my cupboards, and decided to focus on the tea cupboard. It was then that I found some dried up whole hot peppers in a jar, I got the brilliant idea to grind them into a spice. I loaded the peppers into the mixer and turned it on. It satisfyingly ground them up I enjoyed watching it turn to almost dust. When it was completed I unscrewed the lid, looked into the jar and that was when the flume of pepper dust said to itself “I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, lets see what kind of damage I can do!” It made its escape right into my face, breathing it in I went into an immediate fit of coughing, I coughed so hard I was dry heaving, I couldn’t see anything and I was trying to make my way to the bathroom in case the dry heaving wasn’t dry anymore. Getting to the bathroom I finally stopped coughing and was able to breath, standing there catching my breath, thankful that it was over. Whew that was intense I’m glad I survived that, and im so glad it is over now” I thought to myself. Over I think not, that little flume of furry had one more trick up its sleeve, “Just watch this” it says. It was then that I concluded that my hands were fine as I didn’t touch the dust and proceeded to wipe away the tears that built up in my eyes. BIG mistake! Handling the peppers before crushing them means your hands are NOT fine when touching your eyes, it started a whole knew round of tears, and cross eyed pupils, “will this ever end” I thought to myself, knowing that the flume of furry was laughing at my discomfort, I finally got my eyes calmed down enough and went to sit on my chair, pulled out my knitting and thought “enough is enough, that tea cupboard can wait until another day.”