I just had to tell you about three other tumbles I’ve had.
I’ve probably had loads but I have a shockingly bad memory.
One of them hurt like hell but was a bit of a life lesson, one was
highly embarrassing and occurred at a time of life I found it difficult to
laugh at myself, the other was so very embarrassing at the time and is the only
one where I actually got really hurt.
1. I have no idea how old we were but I would guess at late tweens/early
teens. My sister and I were visiting an old auntie and she’d taken us out for
the day to Southend-on-Sea. We had a really great day until while we were walking
along the beach, we spotted a tide pool. We decided to walk along the wall all
around the outside of it. We’d got around two of the three sides when all of a
sudden my sister pushed past me. I fell into the pool, but as it was so
shallow, all ten of my toes hit the stones at the bottom and crumpled the wrong
way back.
Having reminisced about this moment since, she has finally admitted she’d
pushed me in on purpose (after avidly denying it for years), she describes it
as ‘like a big red button she just had to push’, but she was gutted I was so
hurt. I cried all the way back to the bus stop and all auntie could say was; “in
a while you laugh about this” which maddened me.
I was in so much pain I couldn’t possibly imagine a day I would laugh
about it.
Of course, the whole thing is hilarious now.
Southend tide pool (image found on google)
2. One beautiful summer day I was walking round to my ex-boyfriends
house to cut his hair for him (why, I hear you ask. I can’t answer. I was in pieces
at the time). I had just crossed the road and just as a double decker bus
chocca full of people passed me, I tripped and fell. The bus windows being
open, I still remember the reaction from most of the people on it. Haunting. I was
so very embarrassed. I turned up at my ex’s house in tears, with the knees in
my trousers torn and covered in blood. Nice. That’s not exactly how I wanted
him to see me. So, I was embarrassed twice by one fall. Ugh. He was very sweet
about it and helped clean up my knees but I went home, patched up my trousers
and stopped cutting his hair.
The tumble at the pet store reminded me of this one, simply because of
the look of fear in the eyes of the staff member who came over to check on me. Everyone
is so terrified of anyone suing, it has made our lives health and safety
focussed, and in my view, a little annoying and dull. No one will take a risk
for fear of it being expensive. But I have no intention of suing anyone, even
though my tumble probably was down to the teeny tiny screws holding that crappy
kennel together.
3. In 2004, I went to Alton Towers with some work friends. We were
having the best day; we’d only been there about an hour and had just come off a
particularly fun roller coaster, when I noticed our boss, lonely in his little
carriage coming to the end of the coaster. I rushed over to take a photo of him
and tripped on a little step, face-planting the floor.
As I got up my first concern was actually my face.
I’m not particularly vain but I didn’t want to spend the day with a
gravel face.
Fortunately my face was absolutely unmarked despite the force it hit
the ground with; my shoulder however was a very different story. I’d lost the
skin from a 2x2 inch area and had to go get medical attention. I had to spend
the day with a massive bandage on it and every time I went on a roller coaster
that had the lift down shoulder harness it hurt like hell. I grit my teeth and
got on with it, except we didn’t go on the new ride at the time ‘Air’ because it
would’ve been too painful (what nice friends, plus the queues were obscene).
Despite my shoulder, we all had a fantastic day, and thankfully they
were the kind of friends who were quite happy to laugh at me and take the
micky.
A much younger me, sporting my bandage (which looks a lot smaller than I remember).
Everyone kept telling me I should sue since the step I tripped on was completely unmarked with no hazard strips or anything, but it just never felt right. I won’t lie, for years afterwards, when I was feeling particularly poor, I did consider it, but I’m glad I never did. I don’t think it does us any good to blame everyone else. I think the people who are so quick to sue, are also very quick to complain about rising insurance costs, crappy economy, etc etc.
Everyone kept telling me I should sue since the step I tripped on was completely unmarked with no hazard strips or anything, but it just never felt right. I won’t lie, for years afterwards, when I was feeling particularly poor, I did consider it, but I’m glad I never did. I don’t think it does us any good to blame everyone else. I think the people who are so quick to sue, are also very quick to complain about rising insurance costs, crappy economy, etc etc.
So intend to carry on laughing at my own mistakes, not blame anyone
else, and get on with enjoying life.
Please tell me about your tumbles, I’m dying to know if anyone else is
as clumsy as me.
Nothing too tragic though please, only the ones that were silly and
made you laugh.
Same fall, three times... that's embarrassing! In my teens at a dancing competition my partner and I were dancing the Samba. In the first round, we got halfway around the floor and as I danced a "rolling of the arm" I slipped and fell. An audience of hundreds watched as I I dusted myself down and got on with the dance. Amazingly we were recalled into the second round. Of we went, and same place, same step over I went again! We were surprised to be recalled into the third round, however a third fall, same step, same place watched by the same crowd was enough. We weren't through to the semi finals. That's what you might call embarrassing, however I maintain that there must have been a slippery patch just in that spot as I had never fallen before.
ReplyDeletethat's rough! xxx
ReplyDeleteOh gosh, I have tumbled so many times when I was young. Let's see. I ran down a gravel driveway and a sidewalk several times throughout my young years, resulting in scraped up knees. All the time. I was a klutz. Then there was one time I was in a baby supply superstore with my family, and I was smiling at an adorable little boy in a stroller and didn't notice a big cardboard brochure holder until I slammed into it and sent all the flyers spilling in about a ten foot radius. That was horrible, but I laugh at it now. I've fallen off a stool in the bathroom and bumped my face on the tub. More recently (as in high school) I leaped over a playpen fence and landed on a folded up rug that was on the hardwood floor just on the other side, resulting in bruised knees (my mom always told me my knees would sue me when I got older), and then I kicked a ball in a soggy front yard and ended up with mud and grass stains on my keester. Now that I'm older, I just run into table corners and hit my head while getting into the car. =D
ReplyDeleteEverybody stumbles and falls. It's how you get up that matters. :) I'm sure I'm missing some wipe-outs of my life, but for now that's what I remember. I laugh at all of them now, and still laugh when something of the sort happens. xD
Ah, to add another, I was walking my Saint Bernard (who weighs the same as me, but has four-wheel drive) when a leaf blew by that she wanted to chase. Guess who went skiing on wet concrete and ultimately landed on my backside? =D