Thursday, September 4, 2008

Wet floor

So I'm walking down the hallway when this woman about 10 feet in front of me slips and makes a slow, awkward fall to the floor. It wasn't one of those cartoon banana-peel slips where both feet went out from under her and you can almost hear the high-pitched "wheeeeee" sound. It was more of a little slip; one foot went out farther ahead of her and her back foot was also in whatever was slippery on the floor. She couldn't find any traction but she wasn't going to do a full split, either, so she jerked her back leg forward and stumbled to the ground.

She wasn't hurt (I stopped to ask if she was ok. I may be an asshole, but I'm not THAT much of an asshole) and the fall itself wasn't comical. But I mention this incident because she did stumble forward into the yellow "WET FLOOR-- SLIPPERY" sign that was placed there to warn people about this happening. And she broke the sign in half.

That struck an absurdist nerve in me.

Maybe I'm more of an asshole than I think...

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