Mystery Cracking and Crosswords.

Today started out normal enough. Woke up feeling like death, had a 20 min shower then ran to the bus stop just in time. You know, the usual. Bought my morning energy drink sat at the desk and slowly sipped my deliciously frosty beverage. When, out of the corner of my eye i saw a couple of sheets of newspaper, being more curious than usual (i blame the choice of red bull over mother), i had a bit of a gander. To my disappointment it was just a page of crosswords from the weekend herald sun. I'v never been a fan of crosswords, i guess i never really understood them. But against my better judgement i gave it a second glance, being desperate for entertainment. And after a few minutes i found i was getting a few lines down, so my enthusiasm increased and what followed was 45 minutes of Alphabetical Rampaging!


It was like Me and Knowledge bacame one, like an intellectual MAGAZORD! Kicking the crap out of those little white squares one by one. And im not gonna lie, i googled some of the clues. But thats when i learnt more! Who ever new what a Newel was and that its the posts that holds up the balustrade on a staircase, or that a Vetch is the family of plants known as Tares in the Bible. I can honestly say iv never learnt so much in such a small amount of time. I almost broke a sweat!


So after my brilliantly educational feast i was sitting there feeling pretty happy with myself when the phone rang (scared the crap out of me to be honest). It was a guy from the salesfloor, he asked me if i could bring up a sound system. Oh, for those who dont know, i work in the warehouse at Harvey Norman in Greensborough. So i ducked upstairs in the warehouse to get the goods which just happened to be on the top level of our 3m high shelving. I got the ladder, climbed up, but it never occured to me that id been doing absolutly nothing all morning and that i may want to take it easy. i reached up to pull the HiFi down when i kinda lost my balance. I pulled the HiFi over my head for some reason and it kinda kept going.Then the magic happened! My shoulder made a breathtaking SNAP sound followed by a massive, and oh so painful POP, I guess Crackle just didnt want to come to the party....lame. I may, or may not have squeeled like a girl....Anyway, so i dropped the sound system (lets keep that between us), threw my arm forward and it just popped back into place. Luckey me. But for those brief few seconds i thought my arm had been ripped off. Over-reacting? Maybe....