I call today the #WorldClumsiestDay.
Q and I were crossing a street on our way to work where I noticed a massive billboard on the other end. So I looked at them commenting about some random thing that I can’t even remember now. Q was stuffing his mouth with a sandwich. A breakfast sandwich! Then I had this funny feeling about my feet. In a split second (while was I was blabbing about the billboard) I thought shit something’s weird is going to happen. In the next split second, my right feet started to get into this sliding feeling on the right edge of the shoe. My left feet subconsciously reacted to it and started to slightly slide to the left.
I didn’t mention, I was holding Q’s left hand. The sandwich was in Q’s right hand. His attention was obviously all on the sandwich, just as always. Food is a priority.
So I thought, man what is going on with my feet. They didn’t feel like MY feet. They were already disconnected from my brain. One second later, I lost control of my balance. And both legs start to mess up. And the feet slipped small steps, big steps, small steps, big steps. Time seemed to freeze at the moment and I remember thinking this is not good, but when will the slipping stop. The next thing I know, my bum was on the floor. My legs crossed. Jenny was down. My face faced 3 cars in front of me, and 3 other cars stopping diagonally on the other side. This is so embarrassing.
I heard Q cried out: OIIIII are you okay? His left hand clutched to my right arm, sandwich still in the other hand. My conscious turned to my arm being clutched and his voice. I thought do i look like OK? This is not OK. Typical people asking other people who are not OK if they are OK. ARGGGGGGHHHH.
Then I thought about my ‘audience’, drivers and passengers of the cars in front of me. Let’s not give them any more joy from witnessing this once-in-a-lifetime embarrassment of Jenny’s. Let’s pretend I’m cool enough to laugh at myself and my own adversity. Actually, I found the incident quite funny too. So I laughed about it, slowly got up. Q still clutching my hand, bread in his mouth mumbling something, looking very concerned. I said it’s alright, it doesn’t hurt. And we started to make a move from the accident area.
The green light has changed to the red one, flickering, sounding beep beep beep.
As we were running toward the other side, the wind! Argh the wind! Why was it so heavy this morning. It blew my hair in 360 degrees all directions. And my shoulder-length fringe was getting into my eyes. Talking about things happening at the right time, at the right place, NOT! I shook my head left and right, struggling to get the hair out, still smiling by the way. I’m sure I looked like a crazy cat having the time of my life on the street.
Finally, we reached the other side of the street. OMG. This better end right now. Mayhem!
Anyway, this is the closest .gif of my struggle this morning.
Not a very smooth start to the day. But that’s not all though.
I reached the office, went to the bathroom to straighten myself up and shake the embarrassment off. I pulled out the bb cream bottle to do some touch-ups. Slipped my hand and the bb cream bottom dropped to the floor. Ok no big deal.
Then I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Dropped half of my avocado on the kitchen floor. Clumsiness got the better of me, both within 5 minutes.
Went out for a coffee with colleagues, I also accidentally pushed a tall chair to the floor. Man something’s got to me today.
Back to the office, at some point, I AGAIN!!! dropped my orange onto the kitchen floor!
May today also be known as #WorldFloorDay too.