05 February 2009

A Memory Stirs

The door to the computer lab at Mount Pleasant (IA) middle school was inset from the wall by a couple of feet. Once, when in seventh (eighth?) grade, I was in a hurry to leave the computer lab, and, though I knew the door was inset, I made a hard right immediately after clearing the threshold. The impact knocked my glasses off and gave me a small bump on my head. I think of this because today in the seminary dining hall I saw someone leave the kitchen and run headlong into a support beam. And I discovered that such collisions are funnier when they aren't you.


John David said...

Did they get blood on the lintels?

Blake said...

Wile E. Coyote and Road Runner completely ruined my ability to sympathize with people.