Safety first

Those of you who know me well will recognize the complete Marie-ness of this story.

Yesterday I got a call from the Gallup Poll people. I agreed to answer their survey questions because I'm always hearing their results used in news stories. The lady I spoke with wanted to verify that I was on a cell phone because those were the kind of people they were specifically looking for. Then she wanted to verify, for my and others' safety, that I wasn't driving. I confirmed I wasn't (I was at home).

She started to ask the questions, and I went around the house doing some things that needed to be done. I had to go upstairs, and, as I was going up the stairs, I slipped and fell down hard on my right knee and elbow. My first thought was that the lady had heard me fall down (I have wood floors) and would laugh at me. Thankfully, she didn't laugh. Or least not that I could hear.

My second thought was that apparently safety is an issue for me in the car, in my house, in a box, with a fox. It doesn't really matter. Sheesh.