You hurt yourself again?

That's the cry I heard at work last week. I tripped over a lawn tractor and smashed my shoulder up pretty good when I landed on the concreate.

Needless to say, since it happened at work, I had to go through the whole paperwork crap, plus the whiz quiz, etc. So not fun.

I came into work the next day, high on codiene and in a sling. I tried to cashier but it wasn't easy at all. So they sent me home.

For the next week I cashiered. Now I'm back on the lot and slingless. But they've got a pool at work as to what I'll hurt next. Gods only know.