NOT AS FRAGILE AS I LOOK
OK, so who can relate to this?
You’re in a really nice club/restaurant in NYC (don't want to reveal the name of the club to save owners from embarrassment and possible criticsm), everyone’s groovin’, you’re having a well-deserved nice time with your girlfriends and then, the staff neglects to pick up the fiberglass-encased 10 inch rectangular menu off the floor that has fallen off the counter and managed to wedge itself in the doorway and directly in your path. WHAM!!!! You go flying over the thing, cracking your back, hip and wrist on the concrete floor while getting a nice slice across both ankles from its sharp edge. YEP, that’s exactly what happened to me last Thursday night. Fortunately, the only ones who witnessed it were a few staff members and the 20 girls I was out with that night for the Fashion Rocks Concert at Mansion (totally different place from where this happened). And somehow, although soar as ‘you know what’, I managed to walk out with a smile. I can't say that for the other girls,though, as they were all pretty upset for me. Special thanks to the 'ice skating beauty'(she knows who she is) for looking after me.
With that said, as soon as began my flight into the air, I tightened up every muscle I had which is what I believe kept me from possible hospitalization. Can’t explain why I didn’t split my head open this time though. Good thing because that has already happened once before while up in VT, just as the ball dropped on New Year’s 2000, and it's not fun. And no, none of this was from being "tipsy" as I’m not a big drinker. Both times, I simply tripped over something that SHOULD’NT HAVE BEEN THERE. :-) Aggggghhhhhh!
Man, I still remember the look on the Manager’s face Thursday night when it happened. He looked like he had just seen a Whaleshark jump out of the Hudson River and bite someone’s head off. Or maybe that’s what I was seeing… I did just bang my head so who knows? Needless to say, I’m sure that’s not what any manager wants happening at their establishment.
As the manager made his way over in a panic, probably expecting me to freak out on him, I just smiled- while in pain- and said ‘No worries mate, you have a very nice club here…Can you show me the exit?’ And as you can imagine, he was VERY relieved that I was so cool about what had just happened.
So there’s my story. I'm still VERY soar in "certain areas" but I'm alive.
Hey, and it’s a good thing I don’t mind poking fun at myself because now everyone will know about my most undignified fall in NYC. Oh well, at least it made good practice for my 'Lucy' routine. :-)
Stay well everyone and MAKE SURE YOU STARE AT THE FLOOR AT ALL TIMES WHILE YOU'RE WALKING! ;-)
You’re in a really nice club/restaurant in NYC (don't want to reveal the name of the club to save owners from embarrassment and possible criticsm), everyone’s groovin’, you’re having a well-deserved nice time with your girlfriends and then, the staff neglects to pick up the fiberglass-encased 10 inch rectangular menu off the floor that has fallen off the counter and managed to wedge itself in the doorway and directly in your path. WHAM!!!! You go flying over the thing, cracking your back, hip and wrist on the concrete floor while getting a nice slice across both ankles from its sharp edge. YEP, that’s exactly what happened to me last Thursday night. Fortunately, the only ones who witnessed it were a few staff members and the 20 girls I was out with that night for the Fashion Rocks Concert at Mansion (totally different place from where this happened). And somehow, although soar as ‘you know what’, I managed to walk out with a smile. I can't say that for the other girls,though, as they were all pretty upset for me. Special thanks to the 'ice skating beauty'(she knows who she is) for looking after me.
With that said, as soon as began my flight into the air, I tightened up every muscle I had which is what I believe kept me from possible hospitalization. Can’t explain why I didn’t split my head open this time though. Good thing because that has already happened once before while up in VT, just as the ball dropped on New Year’s 2000, and it's not fun. And no, none of this was from being "tipsy" as I’m not a big drinker. Both times, I simply tripped over something that SHOULD’NT HAVE BEEN THERE. :-) Aggggghhhhhh!
Man, I still remember the look on the Manager’s face Thursday night when it happened. He looked like he had just seen a Whaleshark jump out of the Hudson River and bite someone’s head off. Or maybe that’s what I was seeing… I did just bang my head so who knows? Needless to say, I’m sure that’s not what any manager wants happening at their establishment.
As the manager made his way over in a panic, probably expecting me to freak out on him, I just smiled- while in pain- and said ‘No worries mate, you have a very nice club here…Can you show me the exit?’ And as you can imagine, he was VERY relieved that I was so cool about what had just happened.
So there’s my story. I'm still VERY soar in "certain areas" but I'm alive.
Hey, and it’s a good thing I don’t mind poking fun at myself because now everyone will know about my most undignified fall in NYC. Oh well, at least it made good practice for my 'Lucy' routine. :-)
Stay well everyone and MAKE SURE YOU STARE AT THE FLOOR AT ALL TIMES WHILE YOU'RE WALKING! ;-)
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