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Epic malu-ness of the week.

To be precise, a colourful way to end the work week,

Was out to meet a client with the boss and after we got out of his car and making our way out of the carpark, I tripped over a ankle-high metal bar.

I committed the age-old crime of SMS-ing while walking and throwing caution to wind and whatever gravel that was beneath my feet. Before I could even scream/screech, I found myself tripping over and falling (albeit in my slow motion in my own perspective) to the ground.

My first couple of thoughts during those spilit seconds?

My boss haf  to witness my very ungracious fall. And i hope i dun scratch my face.

*Bump*

Luckily my face was unscathed and I was dressed in jeans which shielded my knees/legs from getting scratched.

I hobbled away and welcomed the weekend with a bruised left knee cap.

Chio~