Choke. By myself. Not while drinking/eating/talking. Just breathing.
Wear shorts the other way around to work.
Wear underpants inside out. To work.
Remind my boyfriend to be careful not to trip on a poorly visible step, and then (as in, right after) trip over said step.
Bang my head into a glass door – hard – because it was so clean it looked invisible.
Search the house everywhere for my glasses, while I was wearing them. Not on top of the head, not in my hands, on my face. The lenses are graduated.