My suggestion:
go to the craft fair at your place of business, which your company sponsors during the holiday season. Walk over there -- it's in the other building -- after a day of not feeling so well.
A couple times today, you got up and just didn't feel well. You got a cold -- or a throat thing -- coming on. No big deal, but you might be a little tired.
But when the end of the day comes, you're ready to check out the craft fair. You're feeling better. Ready for the weekend. Ready to relax, to have fun, and so forth.
So you walk over there.
Then you fall down the stairs when your ankle gives out under you. Thankfully, there's a nice guy there to help you up, and you don't hurt too badly. So you get up, go back to your cube in the other building, wrap your foot in the ace bandage you had brought for your wrist but never used, sit for a few minutes to chill out -- the fall sort of rattled you -- and then go home.
It starts to ache.
It turns out, people, that while going to the craft fair at work on Friday afternoon, I sprained my ankle in the fall.
Stupid!
That is the stupidest way to start the weekend.
Ever.
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