Dead. In my tracks.

OK, so my ECON test was yesterday. Myself, Double-D, Andrea (who I've nicknamed AK, so as not to confuse her with the other Andrea I know, who is known as Anzia), and Warren (who I've nicknamed Balla so I don't confuse him with the other Warren, who is known as Big Sexy) are all studying in the library like good little students.

Now, I'd like to mention at this point that almost every chair I've sat on in the last year has had wheels. Computer chair at home? Wheels. 90% of the classrooms at SAIT? Chairs with wheels. I think there's maybe one classroom I've sat in, in the last year, that has not had wheels on the chairs.

As you've probably guessed by now, the chair I was sitting on in the library does not have wheels. So AK asks me a question, and in my mind, I'm in a chair that does have wheels. So I slide over... actually, maybe "slide" isn't the right word. Let's try "fall". Now, replace "over" with "down".

That's right. The chair slid maybe a foot before the front kicked out in front of me and I went flying out of the chair, backwards, head first towards the ground. I barely managed to stop myself from cracking my head open on the library carpet. Although that probably would have gotten me out of the ECON240 test.

At least it got a laugh out of AK. A good one. I think it loosened her up for the test. Too bad Double-D and Balla missed it, they had gone elsewhere at that point. AK made sure to tell them all about it though. So there's my emberassing story for yesterday.

Library Carpeting: 1
My Judgement: 0

B.A.D