I just hate it...

when i step into my bathtub each morning and turn on the faucet to adjust the temperature of the water and make it just right. So then for 20 seconds my feet can grow accustomed to this nice hot feeling. Right then i turn the lever to switch on the shower, each morning forgetting that the piping connecting the showerhead to the faucet is full of a little stream of water left from the previous shower which is ice-cold by now.

And when that cold wall hits me i panic.

Causing me to either dive out of the tub, taking the shower curtains with me, or falling flat on my naked ass, onto the porcelain floor below.