I was exiting our local supermarket, hoping I’d gotten everything on the list without any frivolous spending. I didn’t see the wet spot. In the blur of a second, I lost my balance, fell backward and cursed loudly. My reflexes are still Gyrene sharp so I braced my fall with my hands but still landed hard on my bony bum.
Embarrassing, irritating and painful!
I looked up as shoppers passed by me. I’m not sure if I was grinning (an automatic TV News reporter instinctive reflex) or wincing. I know I was still groaning and cursing my clumsiness.
A thirty-something woman stopped to observe my dilemma. She had big blonde hair, an Olympic-sized bosom, and a provocative smile. I was transfixed between my fall, efforts to get up and returning a steady gaze to the lovely passerby.
Now, I was angry. It wasn’t the first time I’d undergone such an embarrassing public accident. What’s the matter with people these days? How did they get like this? I am living in a world I don’t recognize. Do you recognize it? Is this some bizarre parallel universe?