Got sriracha in my eye once, just as we were leaving a restaurant. Must have been a drop on my finger and I rubbed it into my eye in the car. Felt like a blowtorch went off in my eye.
First I ripped out my contact and flicked it into space. Then I howled at my husband to get me somewhere with water. Ended up at a big book store and stumbled into the bathroom with one hand over my eye and the other out like I was heading for the endzone.
After practically wedging my face under a faucet and sufficiently flushing my eye, I stood up looking for paper towels and of course there were none. The hand dryer wasn’t very powerful so I used a baseball mitt-sized wad or two of cheap, thin toilet paper to dab off my face. Walked out with little crumpets of that toilet paper all in my soaked hair and face but the burn was gone.
I hate it when that kind of stuff happens. You know, a melting eyeball in public.
Peach
LOL!!!!