It’s amazing how quickly everything can go wrong.
One moment, you’re in middle of a lovely day out on the town with your girlfriend – the first real break you’ve had since you’ve started working at your new job, next you’ve smashed your finger in the excessively spring-loaded and heavy bathroom door in the Japanese restaurant you’re eating at, paramedics checking to make sure you don’t pass out from shock/pain. Of course, insult is always added to injury – my girlfriend accidentally lost her awesome leather coat too. Oh, and the injury stopped me from taking my girlfriend back to Canada.
Why for? Well, it still hurts insanely bad, and I still probably have to go a doctor tomorrow; my finger is badly bruised, the nail bed is mostly ripped out, and the fingerprint area is partially ripped up and may need stitches. Shoot, for all I know, it might even be fractured or something. I guess we’ll see tomorrow.
PS: Did I mention my insurance hasn’t kicked in yet?
