Moana and I flew down to Atlanta last night for a quick visit with one of our client companies. Our main contact met us this morning at our hotel to walk over to our breakfast meeting. As we're walking down Peachtree, Moana is reflecting on how nice it is to be able to walk without worrying about slipping on ice. Just as I'm about to comment on how much of a klutz I am...
BOOM
Down I go. If it weren't for my bag, it would have been a face plant, and if it hadn't been for gloves, surely I would have gashed both hands. As it turns out, the sidewalk had a big divot that I completely overlooked. Yeah...that's it...
Our client was horrified. Moana almost died laughing. My knees were sore and dignity bruised.
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