I'm not talking, oh you bumped into something on your side.
No, I mean, you walk straight into something as if it's not even there and then end up with bruises all over various parts of your body because it was such a straight-on collision.
Because I did that, at the WalMart my boyfriend works in, in front of a bunch of his coworkers.
|This is the thing I walked in to.|
I wasn't on my phone or anything. I guess I had just zoned out or something, because I legitimately didn't see it and I was staring straight at it.
I've never said I'm not clumsy though.
The new location for my store requires the use of ladders, near-constantly, in the back of the store. It's been two months and I'm still stumbling all over the place. It probably doesn't help that I always think I'm on the first step, but I'm usually on the second or third.