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The Pain of Klutziness

Posted 02-28-2013 at 04:40 PM by KatieGal

A few minutes after 12 noon I was trekking out my workplace building bound for my car, and then off to The Chile Pepper restaurant for lunch. Because the building’s front entrance doors seem kind of heavy and uncooperative, I always press the handicapped button that opens the door that leads to the parking lot. As the door automatically swung open, I realized that I had promised to call my mother around lunchtime. I quickly dug-out my cellphone. I then began slowly, absent-mindedly, shuffling through the door.

Much to my amazement, my cellphone’s battery icon indicated that there was virtually no charge in the phone. I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at the icon as my mind tried to figure out how the phone’s battery could have minimal charge when I took it off the charger just a few hours earlier.

I was gazing down at my cellphone, in the midst of complete bafflement, when all at once the top of my head was struck by a heavy, closing door. For perhaps ten full seconds I saw stars; those little, flickering specks that come into a person’s vision when the brain has been slightly traumatized.

When I regained my senses, my first concern was; did anyone see this idiotic, not to mention painful piece of klutziness? A quick glance about reassured me that no one did. My second concern was; did the head trauma cause a bleeding wound? A gentle touch upon my scalp, and the subsequent inspection of my fingertips told me that the skin had not been broken, although an Everest-sized bump was on the rise.

Tonight is a “shampoo night”. It will be done very delicately. Combing out my hair afterwards is going to be tricky and probably not pain-free. At least I do not have to worry about the cellphone and its charge, or lack thereof. The assault upon my cranium caused the cellphone to catapult out of my hand, to the concrete floor, where it shattered into about a dozen pieces.

Don’t worry; I’ll call my mom this evening. The call will come later than I promised but my mother will understand. She is very familiar with her daughter’s klutziness.
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