A True Story:
Anyway. This morning I need to get to Manchester to get books. I got outside and it felt like I was on ice. I thought about turning around and forgetting the whole ordeal, but instead I called for a taxi.
I have Cerebral Palsy, which affects my mobility. To my extent, I have zero balance so it can get quite entertaining.
The taxi came but even though it was just a few steps away, I knew I'd have a job on my hands getting in. This proved to be the.case, as I skated my way to the car but fell, nearly ripping off the guys mirror in the process. Fun!
He was convinced I was drunk, which reminds me of a certain Josh Blue joke about the drunk tank.
"Nobody is on the road. They all gone home! Black ice!" He says in his Asian accent.
"Yeah it's like dancing on ice out there. I gotta get to Manchester. Hope I don't fall over again." I replied.
"Well I don't know you nearly broke my mirror. It's loose!"
"Im sorry" I said, nearly pissing myself laughing.
"I always tell people not to drink, I don't know." says the driver.
I nearly burst out in more laughter, but I didn't bother explaining I have Little's Disease (CP).... It seems my Stevie Wonder 'blind man' shades didn't serve as a warning either... Shame.
To make matters worse, it feels like I've wet myself. Turns out my can of relentless exploded on impact when I fell over! So I smell of energy.
I'm glad there was no one around to see it. Though it certain was worth paying to see!
EDIT: Also, after getting to University Library, I discover that my glasses are broken (again), presumably by the fall from getting into the taxi.
FUN!
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