fractalnavel

[break in silence here]

so, i'm doing my usual morning work thing - leave the house, get coffee, drive through the park to the customer's place of business, park jeep out back under the overhang, walk around front to the door.

*hey, what's that sound ?  sounds like a plane...  dang, can't find it, looking up & around everywhere ... well, almost everywhere ... still walking ... hey, what are the facilities guys doing out by the parking lot ... oh, laying cement ...

*mursh!!*

what th... ?! 

...looking down...

shit.

and there's three guys out front who just stood there and watched me do that.  probably the same phenomena as "deer in the headlights".

yeah, there was a section of fresh concrete - and i mean fresh - & deep - that they hadn't quite gotten to marking with tape or cones or whatever, and there goes me, eyes in the sky and not one for the earth.  in the "pride goes before the..." category, yep, i had just been mentally patting myself on the back for paying unusually good attention to my surroundings.  sure.

this was my fault, not self's. [gee, thanks for the generosity, dude - one time in a hundred.]

and i had an audience.  the worst kind.  the guys who go everywhere, talk to everyone.

so i wait.  when will i get the first comment - or silent smirk ?

worst part is, i set my coffee down, and it fell over, half emptying the travel mug.

isn't there some sort of an award for this kind of boneheadedness ?

"the Homer^TM ", perhaps ?