Here's me, innocently walking into work, adroitly dodging all the potholes in our parking lot, but then slipping/tripping into a pothole in the curb as I stepped up onto the sidewalk.
Ankle, knee, wrists, fingers twisted and cheeks smooched into the pavement. My keys, purse, coffee cup, and all the walnut halves I was munching on for breakfast as I walked in went flying. I think there was a little squirrel that was waaaaaay too happy to see me go down. He seemed to be sick of under-ripe acorns.
I was closer to my car than the building so I limped back to my car to go home and change my torn pants. It certainly wasn't a fun way to start the day!