Paintastic.

I hobbled around the diner for a few days after an infamous tumble.  But, I seemed to be getting around fairly well, despite the pain, or so I thought.

I was cleaning behind the bar (I've been dumping bleach down all drains to eradicate fruit flies), not really paying attention to where I was turning, and WHACK!  There is a metal corner that juts out from where the small sink is.  It is an extension of where we keep our rail liquor and mixers.  This corner just happens to be right at knee level when I wear my sketcher shape-ups.  I immediately went to the floor and was in so much pain that I couldn't talk enough to tell I.M. what I'd done to myself.  A few minutes passed and I explained myself.  I felt better, and finally got up and went on my merry way.  The end of my shift came and I was irritated about something so I stamped my foot.  Pain shot up through the bruise on my shin (from the infamous stair tumble) and continued to my knee where I ran into the metal corner.  ugh.....

Don't ever become a clutz, whatever you do, DO NOT become a clutz.  It is painful.