Today was the day of the Terrific Tumble Down the Stairs After Lunch. It was a long enough Tumble for me to form a pretty lengthy and developed thought train, which went something like this: Oh oops, little slip there ahahah hope my colleague behind me didn't see...regain quickly now... oh oops, missed again... okay I'm definitely falling down the stairs here... this is bad... this is very bad... I can't stop moving... people die falling down this kind of stairs... ouch... make sure when I finally stop moving that skirt is not flipped up... ouch... okay skirt is aligned properly.

I swear, I thought of death. Anyway, all was fine, no bloodiness, just had to walk around the office sporting what looked like a huge love bite on my shoulder, which is great for first impressions and general reputation.