Karma. Fuck.

Christmas Day: My Dad is nagging me about the condition of the back steps on my building. "These stairs are a hazard!  Why hasn't anyone shovelled them?!  Who's looking after this building anyway?!  Call your landlord and complain!" 

Me, "Holy shit Dad, you're so uptight – what's the big deal, Dude?  God."

So as these things go, the next morning I leave the building via the back exit.  I put my foot on the top snow encrusted step … and immediately find myself on the ground at the bottom of the stairs, my right leg twisted unnaturally beneath my body.
 
And that's one way to wreck your ACL for a few weeks.
 
Don't make fun of your Dad, People.  Seriously.

3 thoughts on “Karma. Fuck.

  1. Tried to dodge two women in the middle of the sidewalk, right foot planted on solid ground, left foot hit ice, right foot decided it would rather be in the air with the left foot. I somehow find myself parallel to the ground quickly hurtling to the very unforgiving sidewalk where my right shoulder crashed into the sidewalk taking my full body weight.
    I yelled for the women not to touch me when they tried to help me up because my arm was numb but causing immense pain and I thought I had either dislocated or broken my shoulder.
    Instead, I have a nasty rotator cuff injury making it difficult to do things like brush my teeth and wash my hair.
    So yeah, here’s to an injury free 2009, Les!

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