risky business

I've learned something today: I should stay clear of business.

Two years ago, I was working in a weird place and we had to show up at a lot of pointless seminars, packed with boring people. There was a lot of opportunistic and/or technical management theory, of which I understood very little, but I still disliked it very much. After one of these horrendous seminars, we were all going on a small cruise (initiated by pink, sweet drinks). It sucked. I hurt my foot when jumping down from the boat and then I had to make civilized conversation for the rest of the night even though the pain was quite unbearable. During a few months, my mobility relied on a pair of crutches.
This morning, I was late for some silly presentation at a business ethics course I never should have attended in the first place (see previous post). Suddenly, I tripped over something, and found myself lying on the ground. I stood up, the foot was hurting quite a bit, but I didn't think about that. I endured the first presentations, but after that I was subdued by pains and went to see a doctor instead. Which was a good thing. My foot is now covered with plaster. I feel like a mummy.

On the plus side, I didn't have to make a stupid presentation today, in which I would have, seriously! - been blabbering on about irrationality and rationality, the stupidity of men and the futility of revolting against the Laws of Economics.

But that is poor consolation. Admittedly, I am the clumsiest creature on Earth.