thank you my friend

I am pretty sure that I will be the only person interested in what I have to say... I guess I am truly jealous of anyone that has their 15 minutes of fame (read: reality television shows), but I cannot be edited by big corporations to fit their story lines. I would say or sell their products, but maybe I can get a sponsor.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Falling Shame

Today at work I fell down. Here's how it happened. I was walking down five or six steps... hand on the railing and everything. I was trying to find someone in a very busy common area. Next thing I know, I am down on my knees... and one hand I guess. Scraped my arm and an apple on each knee. I have a skinned knee for the first time in 25 years. When an onlooker asked "are you alright?" I responded, "yep... I'm good." But certainly I wasn't.

I collected myself and went to a familiar and friendly face. "How are you?" she asked. "I'm fine. I just fell down."

"I felt something," she said. "Really? Wow."

Then she leaned in close and whispered something. "I'm sorry?" She whispered again. "What?" I say. She leans in closer. "You're zipper is open."

"Oh." I say.

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