Soooo, while I was heading off to one of my lectures today, I slipped. Here's the story:
I, being a polite gentleman, was opening doors for fellow students. Currently, there's rainstorms going in North Carolina, and so the floors were extremely wet. Anyway, after the last group of people went in, so did I. And so then I met a puddle of water that wouldn't let me go through, and I ended up slipping on it. Basically, my legs split in a way no man's leg should split. I think I did what most cheerleaders do on a daily basis. I'm extremely sore. The good thing is that I managed to get up with some dignity. After I made the split, somehow I managed to get up using only my legs with support. I felt like a gymnast. I sore gymnast. Afterwards, I limped up the stairs to my next class. I completely forgot about the elevator near the stairs.
I, being a polite gentleman, was opening doors for fellow students. Currently, there's rainstorms going in North Carolina, and so the floors were extremely wet. Anyway, after the last group of people went in, so did I. And so then I met a puddle of water that wouldn't let me go through, and I ended up slipping on it. Basically, my legs split in a way no man's leg should split. I think I did what most cheerleaders do on a daily basis. I'm extremely sore. The good thing is that I managed to get up with some dignity. After I made the split, somehow I managed to get up using only my legs with support. I felt like a gymnast. I sore gymnast. Afterwards, I limped up the stairs to my next class. I completely forgot about the elevator near the stairs.