Walking into work just now, I opened one of those ten feet high doors made of solid wood.
(Not randomly. I have to in order to get to my desk.)
At which point it fell off its hinges. Fortunately I was able to step to one side before being squashed like a bug.
After checking that I was unharmed, two of us tried to lift the door to one side of the room.
We couldn’t.
I suspect my employer is trying to save money on both maintenance and staff costs in one fell swoop.
Delete this post, lie under the door, phone an accident lawyer and hey presto! – you’ve got a budget for a feature film.
I did bruise my knee a little.
Does that count?
I always knew you were a little unhinged, sir.
Boom, avec une side ordere of boom.
Can’t find your email addy. Drop me a note and let me know where you are and what time might work for you on Tues night.
Just because you suffer from paranoid delusions doesn’t mean they aren’t actually out to get you. 🙂
piers ampersat fatpigeons dot com
Kel: Paranoid? The bastards dropped a door on me!