Reducing My Carbon Footprint: The Dark Side

So, thinks I. Perhaps I should take the stairs rather than the elevator today. Using the elevator sucks up electricity and using the stairs will be good exercise.

30 seconds later I found myself sliding down the stairs on my ass, having needlessly tripped over my own two feet. Again.

Yup, thought I. I am falling down the stairs. I guess I should put my hand down to stop myself. Wait, why is the fourth finger on my left hand bent to a 60 degree angle? Woah, that's rather gross. Ew. MY FINGER. GOD DAMMIT, IT's dislocated. Ew, oh wait, it just popped back into place. Oh my GOD! My dislocated finger just POPPED back into place. Gnarly!

From here on out, I will be taking the elevator. Carbon footprints, be damned. Besides, this article in the New Yorker assures me that they're quite safe.

Comments

[Kristin]

Ouch. Hope you're doing all right. Sounds like you're too busy to get hurt.

[Scarlett]

OH lord!

I hope you're OK!!!

[Zandria]

It seriously sucks when you're trying to do something nice for the environment and your effort comes back to kick you in the ass!