Okay, so Jana tagged me to fess up to something that I would be embarrassed to admit that I enjoy. I am almost afraid to actually admit this for fear that people would think that I am a horrible person. Before I spill, I do have to say that I myself am known to be an enormous klutz, and for the very few of you that didn't know me when I was just a wee one, my parents would enjoy telling you that I used to take off on a dead run straight into the wall then right to the ground. (That really explains a lot).
Anyway.............Here goes.........I have this somewhat demented enjoyment of watching people run into things or trip and fall in public. (As long as they haven't been hurt or terribly injured). As an example, when our office moved from Wasatch Blvd down to Highland Dr, we had to have someone come in and help us set up new phone lines and computer ports. I ended up having to take him on a tour of the new location. The new office was actually an old home that had been renovated into office space. Down in the basement there is a room where we keep extra brochures. It has a lower ceiling as you enter the room and then is higher further back where the power box is. After checking out the power box, we went to leave the room and the guy smacked right into the low ceiling. I laughed so hard I cried. He had a really good sense of humor thank goodness and laughed about it too.
I also feel bad about thinking this is funny, but.......when Aunt Molly told us that story about shopping at Harmons and slipping in the frozen food section on a potato wedge and being stuck in the jazz splits while holding on to the shopping cart, and then Jodi acted it out, I thought I was going to pee my pants.
I live for times like that. Please don't hate me. :)