Today wasn't a great day at work. Someone (a full-timer) had a dig at me for being a contractor. Contractors I have worked with in the past used to tell me this sort of stuff went on, but today I understood what it felt like. On top of that the reality of working again and the stresses that go with it are starting to hit home.
But the corker happened well after I had left for the day. By some sheer miracle I decided to leave my brand new laptop locked up at work for the night, and you will read why I will be eternally grateful for that.
I parked the car on the kerb as I thought P wasn't home yet. Walking towards the door, an invisible one centimetre piece of cement protruded from the ground. My right shoe hit the invisible piece of cement and immediately grounded my right foot. However my body was still moving. Staggered seconds later, two hands and two knees hit the ground with all my weight forcing me down. Gym bag a metre to my left, hand bag and all its contents sprawled a metre to my right, and I couldn't believe what had just happened.
The pain in my palms was excruciating, but before I even got up (I kid you not, both hands were still on the ground), I checked to see who had witnessed this humiliating fall. Thank Fuck, no-one was in sight.
I picked myself up, checked that the brand new suit didn't have premature holes, and entered the house. Saw P there... and immediately burst into laughter.
Hours later, as I type this, my belly literally hurts and there are tears streaming down my face....from laughing.
If you didn't laugh at this post, there is seriously something wrong with you.
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