Watch Your Head

I was startled the other day when the apartment when an jarring clamor reverberated loudly through my abode. After a few minutes of franticaly about, I quickly came across the source of the disturbance, lying in a mess in my kitchen doorway.

I guess I'm lucky that I hadn't been in the mood for a snack at the time, or else I would have been in for quite the nasty knock on the skull. Apparently, a collection of tile pieces and cement called it quits, and detached itself for an epic tumble to the floor.

Thankfully, after giving my living-quarters a thorough lookover, it seems like that was the only doorway that was capable of doing me any serious harm with falling debris, so I should probably just count my blessing and be thankful that I wasn't in the wrong place at the wrong time when part of it came tumbling down faster than the walls of Jericho.

Then again though, the very fact that one of my doorways was apparently a hard-hat only area is definitely also a point of minor concern.

Perhaps my apartment somehow understood that this has been a hectic week for me, and was simply trying to keep me awake and alert enough for the class I had later in the day. If that was indeed the case, then I applaud my abode's intentions, but not so much its mode of execution.

Comments

[Chris]

You should invest in a hard hat, just in case.

While you are at it, get knee pads, shoulder pads, roller skates, construction goggles, and a scuba tank.