Y'all. I've worked so hard. Since I was 15. I have always done my best in the workplace to be the melodramatic crazy person. But that crown has been ripped away in my current job. Torn from me.
The setting is thus. Coworker A's office is by the outside door we all enter from. The door is very heavy and has a lip that I have to do a wheelie in my wheelchair to get over. My current chair is new enough I haven't gotten completely used to its center of gravity yet.
Thus, I pry open the door to enter, pop a wheelie too far, and crash down backwards. Coworker A launches herself out of her office, literally yelling, "ARE YOU OKAY?! OH MY GOD DID YOU HIT YOUR HEAD?! WHAT DO I DO?! YOU KNOW I'M NOT GOOD IN EMERGENCIES!"
Me (laying on the ground halfway in and out of the office) : "This is not an emergency."
A : "IT LOOKS LIKE AN EMERGENCY!"
Me: "Could you please just hold the door, and........... are you filMING ME ON YOUR COMPANY PHONE?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
A : "I DON'T KNOW IT'S INSTINCT FROM WHEN I DO FIELD WORK!"
Me : "Oh my GOD, stop filming and just hold the door so I can get up!"
A : *keeps filming while holding the door*
Me : *gets up and situated* "Why are you still filming?"
A : "Well, NOW it's in case you need to file a worker's comp claim."
Me : "It's way too Monday for this." *rolls away down the hall to my office."
A *yelling after me* "IF YOU NEED THE EVIDENCE LATER I GOTCHU!"

















