I was walking home from work this evening and I tripped in the middle of the sidewalk. A common, frequent occurrence for me of course. But this was like the extended, directors-cut version of a normal trip.
We are talking about shoe getting caught in between a large crack and me being hurled forward and down at the same time. I put my hands forward to break my fall, but actually didn't fall on the ground. So instead of a fall, it was more like a hyper jerking hurl of the body, which still managed to leave me standing. But inches off the ground.
If I saw someone almost fall like I did, in the middle of rush hour-city walking, I would stop and of course, laugh.
But to my horror when I rose, I saw no passerbys pointing and laughing. No one chuckling or hiding a smirk.
I was more in shock of not being made fun of by strangers, then the fact that I pretty much threw my back out.
Not a normal reaction to tripping in daylight, but of course an understandable one, right? I turned around a couple times and my expression read Seriously, no one is laughing at me? You all saw what just happened and yet-- nothing. No mocking whatsoever? Well, fine. Be that way.
And then I got in this really awkward, silent fight with strangers who were ignoring me to begin with. It was weird. I got on the bus after that and took it the next 5 blocks to my apartment.
The M15 express bus saves the day once again.
Totally off topic- Prediction: the 'new' 90210 won't last half a season. Poor Kelly Taylor.
