Weird Things I Think And Do

When walking down the stairs at work, I refuse to hold on to the railing with my bare hands. I use the sleves of my sweater to hold on. While doing this, I often wonder if I could slide down the railing (one hand on each side) without injuring myself. Then my maturity fear takes over and I realize that I am way too cool to resort to those kinds of high school antics a total wus.

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