April 1 Be careful out there

Stop me if I've told this one.
In new homes, the painters paint the doors before they are hung in place. Once they've painted them they stand them up in the center of a big room balanced against each other in a precarious manner. We have to move them of course, to do our floor. We had a young gung ho fellow helping us one day and he gung ho-ingly grabbed the wrong door first. They began to tumble. We try our best to keep from doing damage when we work, I caught the first door with my left forearm and it slid down to my wrist, taking some DNA with it. I was able to lift my right leg to catch the second with my knee, I reached up in time to catch the third with the palm of my right hand. I know...I looked like the karate kid in a crane stance. That's when the fourth caught my chin and I dropped it to my chest. The fifth was brutal, it landed on the bridge of my nose forcing my head down...more like a Shaolin monk in a praying mantis stance. I don't recall, but, I was told the sixth and seventh crashed together on the crown of my head. When I woke up I found myself strapped down with what seemed to be 2 or even 3 rolls of duct tape. Some might think,"That's a cruel thing to do to someone who has just been injured." It turns out, it was an act of kindness, it was to keep me from rolling around in the back of the pickup on the way to emergency. The doctor was eyeing me over as he finished the last stitches, I could tell he was wondering what the other guy looked like and was expecting the standard "I walked into a door" answer. He didn't expect "I walked into seven doors".

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