Teacup Cafe XXVIII

[Nautipus]

Originally Posted by The last sane person

Yeah, those are called typhoons. Not tornados.

*Flops on a pile of cushions* Oh **** me.

Went to dentist, had six shots, still wasn't numb. Then he proceeded to dope me up with some of god knows what and replaced the filling in my tooth; his hand then slipped and his drill cut the inside of my cheek. I then wobbled out of his office and was walking across the side walk when some idiot woman ( I kid you not) looking down and typing on her CrackBerry in her tinted-window Mercedes Benz came barreling out of the parking lot, stopped for a second (still not looking up) then gassed it and headed for me.

Doped up as I was, my ninja reflexes saved me from being plowed under and I butt-hopped onto her hood, my leg and hip taking the brunt of the impact. I proceeded to roll off her hood and windshield and somehow land on my good leg. I think the loud CATHUNKACRUNKBANGSMGEEE of me hitting the car, denting her hood smashing her windshield and sliding off her car and alerted the AssHat that maybe all was not right.

Eventually she stopped and got out of the car and came around back to see what the hell happened. Yadda Yadda Yadda, lots of cursing ensued that would get me banned from Entmoot, then paramedics were called and peeled me off the sidewalk. I wasn't too bad. Still pretty coherent; they checked me out and said I had concusion and put a stress fracture in my right forearm protecting my head (Martial arts with my brothers taught me that much; cover the head!) Some lacerations and goop, but no legs broken that they could tell.

Then madam asshat shrugged it off and said she would pay for the medical stuff, just send her the bill. So I got all her info and am about to take her up on that. Heh. My ass left a pretty good dent in her hood, and she needs a new windsheild. Erg, my back hurts too but drugs are my friends right now....Yeah. I hate Bellevue.


That was Monday. I have to catch my breath before I even attempt to describe Tuesday.

Sane, I ssear to God, someone's got to put tgether a book of your memoirs.

Well, this is the first day I've gtten t sleep in in the past week for work. Yesterday it was eight to ten. Busy day, no lunch to speak of either. My first paycheck's gonna be a doozy though.