TACKLING TRAMS ON CRUTCHES!
Today I drove Harley, my scooter, right into a pole. So after spilt coffee, broken headlights and a universal stare from onlookers, I kept my sunglasses on and tried to inconspicuously drive home. Embarrassed, I didn’t drink the remains of my coffee till I was parked safely in my car spot. I drank the cold coffee slowly to prolong seeing the damage to my silver scooter.
After I’d recovered from my smash, I decided to try and reverse my bad luck and tackle a tram ride on crutches. Being a sunny Sunday, I thought it’d be a great time to trial public transport. From my perspective, things couldn’t get worse.
Not the mother-daughter outing my mum had envisaged but I dragged her along to witness my triumph over trams or be a moral support if I failed. So I caught the 2:42pm tram and after getting off, on and off again, returned home at 3:12pm.
Although I’d also really damaged my confidence when I crashed into that pole, my afternoon tram trial had replenished my confidence stores. I’d done it! Woo hoo!
You are smart,only smart person can do such a smart job.