By Lisa, no doggone it, it is me again, W.R. Jones.
This is a painting of Zhilun Li. She works for me. She is very smart, very hard working, and very very driven to get given assignments completed. Someone I have nothing in common with and can’t relate to.
I do things that are beyond the pale in stupidty to the point I’m wondering how I lived this long. Perhaps just a random long string of blind luck. This morning I dropped a painting behind a metal 3 drawer filling cabinet filled with heavy shit. I’m here at the office all alone. I tilted the cabinet forward to see if I could reach the painting. I could not.
Having an engineering type mind I tried making double sided tape with a large piece from my scotch tape dispenser. After I untangled myself from a bunch of it, I fastened it to a ruler. Tilting the cabinet forward again I leaned over it and reached down with my tool of genius. The tape came off about 3/4 of the way to my target and stuck to the back of the cabinet. Oh oh, this was going to block me from getting the painting if I attached another piece to the ruler. I would have to get this tape off the back of the cabinet first.
Darn near had it before the cabinet fell all the way over blocking my cubicle door. The good news is this allowed me to retrieve my painting along with a coat hanger hook (I’ve been looking for that thing for years) and a broken red pencil. The bad news is now my cubicle door is blocked by the fallen cabinet.
I briefly (very briefly) used my head in a sensible manner, thinking I should wait for help in picking this thing up. After all, I had left the gym early last night after injuring my lower back doing some dumb exercise or other. I sat most of the evening with ice on it so it was not too bad this morning.
The sensible part of my brain stopped operating in less than 30 seconds and I picked that cabinet up in an attempt to hide my idiocy from the rest of the office. Now my back is telling me I have only been using my head as a button to keep my spinal cord from unraveling and I’ve injured my leg.
I’m going to explain the limp as related to bull riding last night. I expect you people to back up my story on this. If the truth should leak out I’m afraid they will put me in an old people’s home.