I took a classic fall yesterday (at 5:30 in the morning, if it makes it any more understandable), tripping over an electrical outlet mounted in the floor, reeling headfirst straight down into the industrial-grade carpet. Chevy Chase would have been proud. Fortunately, I was only in the company of Christin and Aleta, who were able to obtain the maximum entertainment level possible from the sight with the least personal embarrassment to me. (Aleta has seen me fall out of my chair at the office so much that she really doesn't find it funny anymore).
I scraped my knees in the process, which is something I hate. It's not that it hurts so much; it's more of a psychological thing. It makes me feel like a 5-year old.
Posted by Micah Lewis at April 24, 2003 01:11 PM