Stepped in it


Edited, 04/06/10.
Nice.
I’m on one crutch today, but still in my boot. My ankle is getting better. I can put all of my weight on it, which makes getting in and out of the tub a little easier these days.
So I got adventurous. Decided that instead of using the 5th floor bathroom with the big stall with handle bars, I’d go to the one on the 5th floor without.
And stepped in human excrement. Exactly what is going on in a fellow woman colleague’s life that she can dribble that on the floor and not clean up, or not even know?
And what exactly is going on in my life that I’m stepping in it?
So I came back, got busy with my personal stash of Clorox wipes and cleaned off the boot, asked an office mate to spray the bottom of my boot and my crutch with Lysol, and my rug, and then I went back down to the other bathroom and washed up.
I choose this to be the worst event of my day, week, month, year. Worse than popping my Achille’s tendon. Worse than being a medical services utilizer.
Here’s a message for the universe: Quit  messin’ with me. I’m a good person and I deserve better.

Author: lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer is my new opponent. Writer, super sub teacher, triathlete, awesome cook, ocean girl with head-to-toe sun protection.

3 thoughts on “Stepped in it”

  1. I’m sorry, Paula, but only you!!! I admit I had to laugh. Probably wouldn’t have if it had been me though.

  2. first of all, let me say that i’m glad that the title of this post wasn’t using the expression figuratively. reading the headline, i was worried you’d made some huge gaffe or even re-injured yourself. so as nasty as the experience had to be, i’m relieved that it wasn’t something even worse. not much consolation to you, but, you know, it happens.

    didn’t think you’d qualify for that “dirty jobs” show by working with words for a health care company, did you? mike rowe’s holding on line two.

    there’s a deep, metaphorical lesson somewhere in here about people not taking care of their own, um, messes, and others stepping in them as a result. you can turn it into an entry in your modern-day book of parables for working women. i’d tell you that, except you’d rightly reply as kid2 did when folks tried to convince her the gob of seagull poo she was wearing was lucky: SHUT UP!

    so i won’t bother with consolation, except to observe that i hope that’s the only crap you have to deal with, and i’m glad you got it out of the way early in the week….

    Some things in life are bad,
    They can really make you mad,
    Other things just make you swear and curse.
    When you’re chewing on life’s gristle
    Don’t grumble, give a whistle.
    And this’ll help things turn out for the best.
    And….
    Always look on the bright side of life, (whistle)
    Always look on the bright side of life, (whistle)
    If life seems jolly rotten,
    There’s something you’ve forgotten,
    And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
    When you’re feeling in the dumps,
    Don’t be silly chumps.
    Just purse your lips and whistle, that’s the thing.
    And…
    Always look on the bright side of life. (whistle)
    Come on…
    Always look on the bright side of life…

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