Saturday, April 11, 2009

The World is Full of Crashing Bores

My friends told me this is what happens when I drink. And it would be good advice - if I had been drinking. Not even a sip I had, let alone drunk.

Clearly, just distracted after I got home from work two days ago.

The Culprit

The Result
You can see the cabinet is kind of hard to miss. Not only that, it goes on for another eight feet beyond what you see in the picture.

It was not dark out. Natural light still streamed in the windows. And I was not drunk. Or drinking.

Yet I ran full-on into the cabinet corner. I have no excuse. What you see in The Result picture is my upper thigh. And this image is two days after the event. It was not only much worse initially - but looks worse in real life than the photo suggests. And it felt like an immediate scar.

You know how when you have surgery (what? I can't be the only one with multiple surgeries here - can I?) and a scar will harden and raise above the skin line? That is what this did - in a matter of minutes. Of course, let us not discount the rigidness just came from my multiple work-outs per week and all I was feeling was solid muscle.

Stop laughing. It could happen!

Oh well, at least I'll look manly at the gym.

Song by: Morrissey

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