I stand from my desk with some difficulty, explaining to my cubemate, "I missed a bad wave yesterday. It was pretty big, I ate shit, and, because I'm not as young as I used to be, I think I jacked up my back."
Another co-worker walks by, and, overhearing, giggles as she passes on her way.
"You're not supposed to laugh at that," I call after her.
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