I ran into a coworker who was wearing a boot and, due to my recent personal interest in injuries, I asked her what happened.
“I haven’t really told anyone the truth,” she told me and I knew it was going to be juicy. “It got tangled in the sheets and someone rolled over it. My friend told me she was proud I was having sex at my age.”
“Wow. You have a way better story than me,” I replied. “Well, I’m kind of embarrassed,” she replied. “I’m kind of embarrassed that my story is so lame. Mind if I use your story?” I asked.
Let the record state, I was in bed, my shoulder got tangled in the sheets – possibly a Eurpoean closure pillowcase, and someone rolled over it.