Embarrassment

Today I was walking south on Dearborn Street toward my apartment when my shoe got caught underneath one of the grates in the sidewalk just above the Jackson blue line entrance. I could feel it happening, but there was nothing I could do...

Suddenly I was falling. My hands couldn't even make it out in front of me before I was lying on the ground. My hands hit then my chin.

Three people ran up to me asking if I was okay. I felt okay. I could still walk. My pride was a little bruised, but everything seemed in tact.

I walked home briskly and embarrassed.

Here are the results of my fall:

My eye is bloodshot. I don't remember hitting my eye, but now it's all red and nasty looking. My chin is bruised. My knee hurts. My hands are skinned. I am a mess. 

Pretty hott, right? :)