I am a Rock Star

If there is ice in Denver, I will find it. I was recently in a 5 person pile-up, only this time, I didn't total my car. Instead, I just sacrificed all of the skin on my knee. Unfortunately, this skin was slightly below and slightly to the left of every other scar I have on my knee. I think in about two years my knee will be entirely scar tissue.

But anyway - here's what happened. I was at work when a back-up was called. For those of you who don't know, the response to this announcement is for as many staff as possible to come running (and I mean running at full speed) to the location of the back-up, which required traveling outside between buildings. Being a good staff, I immediately took off running when I heard this announcement, as did 5 other staff from my area. This being the first time inclement weather had been present while at work, I was completely oblivious to any thought of ice or how it might effect me. I think you can see where this is going. One after another, four of us completely wiped out on this huge patch of ice. Where was a video camera when you need one? I can only imagine how this looked. And had it been under other circumstances, I probably would have been laughing so hard I would have been crying. I didn't even notice that I had completely ripped my jeans and acquired this awesome souvenir until I got back to my cottage and the back-up was over. This will be scar 2 from this job. Is that normal?

I'd like to think I learned my lesson, but we all know better. I must have quit my adult ballet class one week early. Seriously, it seems like only three posts ago I was telling a similar story.