Attack of The Futon
July 28, 2005 – 2:27 pmLast night, Ariele and I were watching an episode of the show “Las Vegas” from the set of season one DVDs, and Ariele walked briefly into the kitchen. On her way back out, as she was trying to walk between the coffee table and the futon to get to the couch, I hear a *POP*, followed by Ariele cratering onto the futon, obviously in a great deal of pain.
Some FCC-unfriendly language followed, and I soon realized that Ariele had stubbed her toe against one of the wooden futon slats. You know that had to hurt. Even if I hadn’t known, I would have been made to know very quickly.
So, how does Ariele react? By running five miles this morning, on what I would deem a broken toe. How would I have reacted? I would have called in sick today (Thursday), likely again on Friday, and I would have enjoyed my four day weekend. Just another example of the age old “opposites attract” line.
Now let’s play a game. Who can guess which of these three toes is broken? If you guessed the left-most one in the picture, you’re right!
3 Responses to “Attack of The Futon”
I had a wooden futon not unlike yours during college (needless to say, yours is in better condition). I stubbed my toe on it numerous times. Once or twice ending up with toes that very well might have been broken. However, I split the difference between your reaction and Ariele’s reaction. I didn’t go running the next morning, but I didn’t call in sick, either (although I give you props for that idea).
We also had another (metal) futon situated right behind the wooden one and raised upon cinderblocks. That’s right. We had freakin’ stadium seating in our apartment! It went well with our 30″ TV, 2 or 3 game consoles (depending on the year), DVD player, 600W dolby digital surround sound (I had football players tell me to turn my music down!), and the rather large number of people that would hang out in our room. Whether we were playing Tetris, Mario Kart, Soul Caliber, Perfect Dark, etc. or watching The Matrix or Office Space, it was an experience. But I digress…
Take Ariele stubbing her toe on a wooden futon and replace it with me stubbing my toe on the cinderblocks supporting our second futon. We’re talking serious pain here. Plus, due to the nature of cinderblocks, there is usually a bit of missing skin and bleeding involved too. Next time I have furniture raised on cinderblocks, I think I’ll wrap them in foam or something.
By Adam on Jul 28, 2005 at 4:13 pm
Looks like Ariele’s getting a pair of slippers for her birthday (or sooner).
By MDA on Jul 30, 2005 at 12:12 pm