Category: pain

Marc smash.

A photographer came in to work the other day to take pictures of my coworkers for some Madison business magazine.  Since he was shooting in the data center, I ended up having to babysit escort him for more than an hour.  I had nothing better to do, so the photog used me as a stand-in while he set up.

When he sent back the proofs, he included this shot of me holding up a gray piece of cardboard.  I think it was to calibrate light levels, but I didn’t ask.

It fairly begs for a FARK Photoshop/caption contest.

Here are a few of the comments I got regarding it:

  • Jill, coworker: “You look like you’re going to kill someone.”
  • Photographer: “Look at that.  What a badass.”
  • Megan: “There’s no part of you that doesn’t look angry in that picture.”

Here’s the thing… I wasn’t even angry.  Apparently, that’s how I look when I’m bored and slightly annoyed.

On an unrelated note, my pinched nerve is slowly getting better.  I’ve been to the chiropractor four times this week, and it barely hurts to walk today.  I never thought I’d be grateful for that.  I tried throwing a few experimental kicks, and I was able to do so with only a twinge.  I’m hoping I’ll be able to return to Tae Soo Do soon, since I’ve only been there once in the last month.

Marc and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Hey kids! You can follow along at home by using this simple step-by-step guide to having a miserable day!

Commute to work: Merge into 20mph traffic on the city’s main thoroughfare, which normally runs around 65mph. While attempting to change lanes, nearly force a sedan off the road because it’s in your blind spot and your car has poor visibility. Wave apologetically. Learn that your car has terrifyingly poor traction in snow when you try to stop for breakfast, and slide past the strip mall’s driveway.

Work, before lunch: Spend an hour babysitting a customer while he works on a server, preventing you from getting any real work done.

Lunch: Go to Tae Soo Do for the first time in more than a week. After the pinched nerve in your leg drops you to your knees in excruciating pain for the fourth time, give up and schedule an appointment with a chiropractor for the following Monday. Get back to work ten minutes late.

After lunch: Spend another hour babysitting the same customer. Accomplish absolutely nothing on the one thing you actually looked forward to doing today.

Commute from work: Buy a bottle of Irish whiskey. Hit inexplicable bumper-to-bumper traffic as you drive home an hour and a half past rush hour.

Home: Have a drink or four. Make an attempt to say something heartfelt and meaningful to your ex-girlfriend/roommate, only to have it thrown back in your face. Fight about it. Upon getting into bed, learn that the nerve problem in your left leg also seems to affect circulation, since that foot is cold to the touch and the other isn’t. Blog.  Sleep.

Self-mutilation

I seem to be continually hurting myself at Tae Soo Do. A few months ago, I dislocated my shoulder, which I’m still in physical therapy for.

A few months before that, I hyperextended my knee–which actually only finally healed when I took a month off so my shoulder could heal.

Today… I cracked myself in the forehead with a staff. [Pic]

And for those of you who haven’t seen me in quite some time–which I believe is all of you–I’ve grown my hair out and have the 13-year-old’s equivalent of a beard. When this photo was taken, I hadn’t shaved for a week.