The Biggest Clutz?
Rest assured folks, you are sitting here reading the blog of the biggest clutz ever! Okay, maybe not ever, I tend to exaggerate, but still. How many people do you know that break their arm tripping over their own feet?
Well, if your answer was none, you may add me to your list. Yup, that's right. Me. Broken arm. As of Wednesday night. Or was it Thursday morning. I guess it would have been, because I did not get out of work until around midnight.
So here is the funny story that you are free to share with your friends.
Laura is closing at work, because it is only the second time she has done it herself, it takes a little longer than usual. She is tired, because she has been working 14 hour days for the past little while. So finally everything is taken care of, and she does not want to have to go back in the store for a bag for all the crap she is carrying in her hands. So she leaves it, barely able to see over the pile in her arms. So after the door is locked she heads to her car, not really watching her step. She feels slightly off balance, and as she steps off the curb, finds herselF FALLING. Smashes her left side on the curb, and catches herself on the right. Her left wrist hurts a little, but that is the same wrist she has tendonitis in. Maybe she just banged it a little. Goes to bed. Wakes up the next morning, and her whole left arm is numb! Panics, goes to emergency. Finds out that there is a small crack in the bone. Has to wear her brace for 2 weeks. Take some T3s. Yay.
I was thinking about making up a good story so that it would be more interesting at least. But alas, my drugged up brain can come up with nothing. The post might be a little dis-jointed, can be attributed to the aforementioned medication. And you have no idea how crappy it is to type SLOWLY with one hand when you are used to clicking things out at rapid speeds.
At least they did not cast it. Then it would be hard to shower. I can take off my brace to shower. Small comforts I guess.
Clutz? Yes. Me.
Well, if your answer was none, you may add me to your list. Yup, that's right. Me. Broken arm. As of Wednesday night. Or was it Thursday morning. I guess it would have been, because I did not get out of work until around midnight.
So here is the funny story that you are free to share with your friends.
Laura is closing at work, because it is only the second time she has done it herself, it takes a little longer than usual. She is tired, because she has been working 14 hour days for the past little while. So finally everything is taken care of, and she does not want to have to go back in the store for a bag for all the crap she is carrying in her hands. So she leaves it, barely able to see over the pile in her arms. So after the door is locked she heads to her car, not really watching her step. She feels slightly off balance, and as she steps off the curb, finds herselF FALLING. Smashes her left side on the curb, and catches herself on the right. Her left wrist hurts a little, but that is the same wrist she has tendonitis in. Maybe she just banged it a little. Goes to bed. Wakes up the next morning, and her whole left arm is numb! Panics, goes to emergency. Finds out that there is a small crack in the bone. Has to wear her brace for 2 weeks. Take some T3s. Yay.
I was thinking about making up a good story so that it would be more interesting at least. But alas, my drugged up brain can come up with nothing. The post might be a little dis-jointed, can be attributed to the aforementioned medication. And you have no idea how crappy it is to type SLOWLY with one hand when you are used to clicking things out at rapid speeds.
At least they did not cast it. Then it would be hard to shower. I can take off my brace to shower. Small comforts I guess.
Clutz? Yes. Me.
6 Comments:
At June 23, 2006 11:17 AM, S* said…
Poor, Laura! Didn't you crack your head with a shelf at work too? I think the job is dangerous for you.
Burn out is dangerous. Please try not to work yourself into the ground!
I hope you're not too uncomfortable.
At June 23, 2006 12:17 PM, Laura said…
Oh yes. That's me. Head, arm, apparently unpicky about the parts that I injure. I don't think it is the job, it's the fatigue.
I'm trying not to burnout. I have this weekend off. So I can sleep. Catch up a bit. Should be good!
Not too uncomfortable, T3s are a wonderful thing!
At June 23, 2006 9:23 PM, Shantelle said…
Oh that sucks. Hope your feeling better.
At June 25, 2006 1:39 PM, Anthony said…
You got T3s?
Ha.. thats a weekend of fun right there!
Um, not that I would know anything about that 'stuff'..
since I've NEVER done anything like that.
;)
At June 25, 2006 2:02 PM, life's a dream said…
oh Laura..
At June 26, 2006 8:59 AM, Laura said…
Hey guys! Yep, had a great weekend! T3s are a wonderful thing. The only thing I don't like is that they make me sleep so deep I don't wake up on time. (Well, those of you who know how hard it is to wake me up, might be suprised to know it is even harder!) Love you all! Thanks for the empathy.
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