Lets stain under candle light?!?

There's a lot of things that I hate. There are maybe millions of adverse situations that have happened to me, or to people I know, that are just awful (falling down 20 stairs while in a mass with 300 people in it, finding a whole bunch of kittens living under your bed, being asked if you are part of the groom's party when you have confused some other event with a wedding, being peed on by a skunk that lived on your roof...); but probably from them all, one of the most dreadful was when candle wax fell on my clothes.

Both times that this has happened, it's been during a formal party, therefore I was wearing expensive and dark pants; and both times it has been with candles from the centerpiece of the table were I was seating. The worse of this situations is that every time, the table has been empty except for me, and yet, from all the open space, the wax has fallen on my crotch when someone walks by and tips the candle. I don't know if you've ever touched candle wax before (probably yes, as it isn't that rare) but it is usually extremely hot, so you can imagine how I have screamed getting the attention of everyone, when that boiling material has burned down my extra sensitive skin (given the area). Also, as you can imagine, the wax was white and, when dried, had the appearance of dried cum... so you won if you guessed that no one wanted to dance afterwards with"the crazy guy who screamed and has a cum-like stain on his crotch".

The first time it happened, it was during my cousins' "quiceañera", so it wasn't much of a big deal (besides, I was only 10 years old, so nobody really cared), but the second time was at my prom, so it was kind of embarrassing.

Anyway, the thing that pissed off the most, at least the second time, wasn't the pain or the embarrassment; it was actually the fact that my new pair of 200 dollar pants got ruined with a nasty wax stain the day they were used for the first time. "Oh, but the dry cleaners get candle wax stains off pants" you may say... well, lets just think that mine doesn't and was actually able to spread it even further.

Maybe I´m just overreacting, and the skunk thing was worse... it's just that the candle wax situation was very recent, so i am still angry. Ok, now I leave you to go on with your lives (hoping you have one unlike me, who am inside and alone on a wednesday night, in the middle of my summer break, writing a blog that no one reads!). Alright now, b-bye!