Jackassery

Well, I feel like a fool. I had a bit of a slip and fall at work.  And because I am now blog-friendly, who would I be if I didn't write about it. It involves water on the bathroom floor, me spinning like a whirly-gig and actually falling on the toilet. However, as I gracefully spun in the bathroom, I slammed my elbow on the doorframe. At first I thought I had done serious damage.  But not so much. Just wounded pride and a blunt force trauma style bruise. Yowza. And what kind of blogger would I be without taking a grainy, poorly angled photograph of my arm.  The best part? Because it happened at work, everyone knows. There can't be any shame in my game, no place to hide. I just have to smile and say, "yes I feel fine".  Little do they know, I can now do a graceful pirouette on a wet floor in Croc flip-flops and not knock my teeth out. All of those ballet lessons when I was 5 have finally paid off in spades.