I should have known better

A little over two years ago, I borrowed a lot of money from a rather shady loan company. I knew they were shady, but I really needed the money. I have tried to pay it back but they keep increasing the interest on the loan. They nagged me mercilessly and even threatened me. In this day and age I figured I didn’t have to worry about the threats. I was so wrong.

A man showed up at my door yesterday and identified himself as being “a friend” of a friend of mine. Then he forced himself inside my house and proceeded to demand the entire amount I owed on the loan. I tried to explain to him that I didn’t have that kind of money to give him.

Next thing I knew he produced a billy club from his pocket and hit me on my left knee so hard that it made me see stars and collapse with the pain.

Okay, absolutely none of what I have just told you is true. But you have to admit, it’s a much more dramatic way to explain this giant dark blue bruise I have after I accidentally banged the hell out of my knee on my computer desk yesterday. Jeez, it hurt like hell. It was one of those pains that hurt so bad I didn’t even drop the F-bomb.

No, I’m not lame today. Walking doesn’t hurt at all. I may not be lame of leg, but I sure can be lame of mind and movement. Sometimes, I’m my own worst physical enemy.

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On to an entirely different subject. I don’t know about you, but I do not want to eat someone’s science project.