brisuscheez

Let me start this post by saying, my sister and I share a special bond - we think people falling down is hilarious.

Also we both fall down a lot.

Case in point:
Last night I wore new shoes I bought for $5 at Old Navy, they were grey and suede and very cute cork wedge high heels. However, I'm not very strong walking in high heels. So I started my shift at 3pm and got done at midnight. When taking out the trash at the end of the night, I turned to my friend Perry who is a server:
"Hey Perry? Can you take the trash in for me?"
"Sure!"
"No wait, you touch food. I'll take in the tra-"
BOOM!
Down I go. A collective gasp is heard from the patio and trash flies everywhere. A customer rushed over to help me up and ask me if I was okay. Perry and I made "Reefer Madness" references to falling down.

My dream is to find the security camera that is on the downtown mall and find footage of my fall because I think it would be hilarious.

I can't relate this story without laughing, and I think it helps I got some padding to protect me when I fall - thank you boobies!