Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Fractured

Here is some idiocy.

My colleague who broke his arm and has had countless time of work as a result, just told me he is going home. I asked him how he was finding taking the train to work, and he said "no no no I always drive to work!". I assumed he was joking since his right arm (the one you use for the hand break, the gearstick as well as steering, indicating and hitting your horn) is in plaster from the palm to above the elbow! But apparently not.

Maybe I am being way too cautious, but I would have thought this was quite dangerous. I suggested that this is as good a way as any to break the remaining bones in his body!

Read whilst listening to: Helmet - Crashing Foreign Cars

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