♫Cursed Be The Ties That Bind....♫
Aug. 19th, 2015 08:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm in pain this morning, and I know exactly why.
As previous posts have documented, I don't go out and get hurt like normal people. As the most recent example put it:
Any old idiot can fall off a moving treadmill. We've both done it; we've watched others do it. But it's the mark of a total klutz to pull it off when the machine hasn't even started.
Today, it's a modest but constant pain in the neck and left shoulder. Gwon...
[Poll #2020021]
You knew the answer, given the spoiler to begin with. Not that any of the others was out of the question. As usual, though, I feel the need to provide detailed instructions so you, too, can go about hurting yourself in the same way.
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In recent years, I have trended more business-casual. This ranges from working at home a lot, where more than one person has conducted a business conversation with me whilst I was completely commando on this end (which is why Facetime on my phone is permanently disabled;), to working with Mostly Wymyns in my out-of-town office where the only other guy rarely if ever wears a tie. (My new place here will be similarly gendered, and I've never felt a need to wear one in my current Buffalo office except for some clients.)
So, largely, I don't. Monday, in anticipation of a never-happened meeting, I threw one in the car, but never put it on. Then yesterday, when I had court, I went to pull one off the rack and remembered, derp, you've got one in the car- wear THAT.
Except I almost forgot- until I'd parked, fed the meter and walked halfway to the court entrance. I went back, grabbed the damn thing, and did a quick Windsor Knot Routine up against my windshield, with suit fully on, and felt the pull as I tried to jerk the inner of two collars back over the instrument of torture.
And now, a day later, it's even more painful. It will pass- Lord knows I've done THIS before- but some days I wish I could just break bones and get stitches like normal people:P
As previous posts have documented, I don't go out and get hurt like normal people. As the most recent example put it:
Any old idiot can fall off a moving treadmill. We've both done it; we've watched others do it. But it's the mark of a total klutz to pull it off when the machine hasn't even started.
Today, it's a modest but constant pain in the neck and left shoulder. Gwon...
[Poll #2020021]
You knew the answer, given the spoiler to begin with. Not that any of the others was out of the question. As usual, though, I feel the need to provide detailed instructions so you, too, can go about hurting yourself in the same way.
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In recent years, I have trended more business-casual. This ranges from working at home a lot, where more than one person has conducted a business conversation with me whilst I was completely commando on this end (which is why Facetime on my phone is permanently disabled;), to working with Mostly Wymyns in my out-of-town office where the only other guy rarely if ever wears a tie. (My new place here will be similarly gendered, and I've never felt a need to wear one in my current Buffalo office except for some clients.)
So, largely, I don't. Monday, in anticipation of a never-happened meeting, I threw one in the car, but never put it on. Then yesterday, when I had court, I went to pull one off the rack and remembered, derp, you've got one in the car- wear THAT.
Except I almost forgot- until I'd parked, fed the meter and walked halfway to the court entrance. I went back, grabbed the damn thing, and did a quick Windsor Knot Routine up against my windshield, with suit fully on, and felt the pull as I tried to jerk the inner of two collars back over the instrument of torture.
And now, a day later, it's even more painful. It will pass- Lord knows I've done THIS before- but some days I wish I could just break bones and get stitches like normal people:P
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Date: 2015-08-21 07:36 am (UTC)(And my sympathy, I'm so glad we went casual recently.)