February 02, 2010

There will be no snow when I'm in hell

While walking to work today, I noticed a sweet spot on a patch of ice that was make literally every single pedestrian slip. Not trip, just slip. No fall was involved, that wouldn't have been funny. (I'm not that bad.)

It turns out that almost everyone's recovery move for slipping on ice is the slow-motion robot, followed by a look around that screams "Did anyone just see that, omg this is so embarrassing."

Here's hoping that I remember about that spot on my walk home tonight!

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