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Join Date: Mar 2008 
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum 
 
					     
 
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				Jul 31st, 2011, 02:56 PM
			
			
			
		
			
			       
				
			
			  
		
 
	
	
		
		
		I totally racked myself on the end of a railing today at a restaurant.  Had I been a guy, I would still be rolling in the parking lot. 
 
I was holding the baby, so everything on that side of my peripheral vision was blocked.  A guy was holding the door for a long line of people, so I was trying to hurry it up.   Just as I was thanking him and picking up speed, I slammed right into the end of the railing.  The completely stationary, sharp-cornered metal end of the railing. 
 
I sort of doubled over, but it's embarrassing, you know?  Especially since a neighbor of mine worked there and was standing a few feet away.   My immediate physical reaction was to puke and/or tear up, but I just sort of laughed it off and stumbled a few feet to a table and waited till the worst of the fresh-injury sensations passed. 
 
An hour and a half later, it still hurts.   It feels like it's going to be one of those deep, sickening bruises.   I definitely felt the corner connect with bone, so that's always fun. 
		
	
		
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