...falling? I'm a really sweet, nice person, really. I just have this thing about old people falling down. Like those commercials about old people falling and screaming "I've fallen and I can't get up!" I can't stop laughing. I realized the magnitude of this issue the other day when a co-worker mentioned her mother had fallen and broken her hip. I had to excuse myself because I could not stop laughing. I thought I was able to leave soon enough, but everyone basically knew I was snickering. Now my co-worker won't speak to me. They all think I'm crass. But the thing is I'm not. I just have this weird part of my brain that shifts into laughter when I hear about old people falling down.
What's with that? Anyone else have this?
Thanks.
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