Know-it-all-kid: Hey, you wanna learn a new card game?
Naive-kid: What's it called?
Know-it-all-kid: Fifty-two Pick Up.
Naive-kid: Sure. Show me.
Know-it-all-kid: (Throws deck of cards to floor, scattering them.) Pick 'em up, all fifty-two.
And everybody laughs, even the poor victim, who has learned his lesson.
Now turn the clock ahead. The poor naive kid is eighty-one, in a wheel chair, and the 52 Pick up has become FIVE HUNDRED PICK-UP. I spilled my pill tray, over twenty square feet of floor.
I could have called for help, but they probably have some silly rule about pills that have been on the floor not being allowed back in the bottle. I have a rule that says Thou Shalt Not Make a Trip to Costco to replace pills that have Lain on the Floor for a few minutes.
Anyway, it was a bad way to start the day. I took a picture, but of course, that did NOT come out. Hope the rest of the day goes better.