Monday factoid...
It's amazing how extreme, excruciating pain can totally override any embarassment that would normally accompany a situation where you bust your ass in front of a large group of strangers.
Say for example that one were to slip on a small puddle of water while at Taco Mac last night. Say this were to be done right in front of a group of about 6 relatively attractive 20-30 year old men...
Ordinarily that would be pretty mortifying.
But when said fall entails landing directly onto a hard concrete/tile floor, impacting first with the right knee, then skidding slightly on the left knee as it makes contact, then slamming down upon ones hands... the feeling that your knee caps may have actually just been ripped right off your knees pretty much overwhelms any embarassment you might otherwise expect to feel.
Just so you know...