Could someone please explain to me the reason for the little (even the big) lips that are on nearly every set of stairs in this wonderful world? I mean, it's like every carpenter ever bred is just asking to watch people trip UP the stairs and make a huge fool out of themselves. Come on. I mean, I have enough issues without the whole vertical displacement dilemma...add the stairs, and the lips, and we have a large problemo. This came up the other day at lunch. I was wearing my super stylish Crocs and first the toe (that's made out of that irritating sticky rubbery business) kind of dragged a little bit flinging me headfirst towards a very unforgiving concrete blocked wall. Then we scaled the stairs and I nearly tumbled up those too...complaining all the way about stair lips of course!
I mean...not like this was an unusual occurrence. I typically trip UP the stairs at least...mmm...four times a week I'd say? Hard to keep track...eek.
Yes. They are in fact plowing the parking garage across the street at the crack of three a.m. Yes I am in fact awake typing on Blogger.com instead of floating around in dreamland. It's just not happening...and the snow is really quite a sight. Come on snow day....that would improve my case of the Mondays about tenfold. Mhmm. That much. Clearly not for U of M because, well, that just doesn't happen around here, but AAPS...I'd appreciate that one...it's the last day of swim practice tomorrow (what a shame...).
No comments:
Post a Comment