Gym

Failed at the gym the other day. I was working out, bench pressing, and the most embarrassing scenario that could happen to a man occured; I failed on the last rep without a spotter. I couldn't get the bar up and it was slowly pressing into my neck. Of course, being a man and posessing a modicum of pride, I did the only thing that anyone in my situation would do to avoid making a scene and compound the embarassment. I looked around, and in the most falsely calm voice, asked, "um, can someone help me? You see, I've got this bar here..... and it's on my neck."

What I really meant was: "OH GOD!!!!! MY FUCKING NECK!"

Speaking of which, it's what studying for the first round of exams in dental school feel like.... having your throat crushed by a combined weight of stress, financial aid beaurocracies, and goddamn gross anatomy, and then being forced to recall where the bar was manufactured how many plates were on it whether the finger grips were dotted or ridged whether it crushed your trachea/jugular from the anterior or posterior which vertebra was crushed what arterial routes are now blocked what nerves were affected by the crushing and what muscle innervations will be subsequently disrupted.

This DDS degree better be worth it.