Like all of my muscles, my neck ones aren't that great, so when I nudged the soap and shampoo container this morning, my head went Klonk, Kllonk, Klonk, ricocheting between the soap holder and the grab bar.
I thought that would be the worst thing that happened today. I would be wrong.
I was sitting on my chair in the wheelchair stall at work, buttoning my pants. I was also sitting on a piece of newspaper. That started sliding, and all of a sudden I was on my rear in the stall.
I was not hurt but was terrified of someone coming into the bathroom and seeing this pair of feet scrambling to stand up but not getting traction. It was like a Bugs Bunny cartoon where somebody runs off a cliff and his legs keep moving but he doesn't go anywhere. That's what it was like ... except I was in a wheelchair stall in the bathroom of a Fortune 500 company.
I eventually got up, but it seems kind of silly that my life resembles that of Wile E. Coyote.
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4 comments:
I'm telling you, Matt, the kilt would eliminate half your problems -- no buttons, no legs, no ticky zippers. I might suggest this to Sherri for your xmas present.
xxoo
JTG
Ummm, the no legs thing is not so cool when it is 30 out and the wind blows.
I think you are like Wile E. Coyote in that you are a Sooooper Genius.
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mtc
Well, yes, I am a super genius as long as it doesn't involve girls.
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