mardi 24 février 2009
Learned another new verb the other day.
The hard way.
"se vautre" is a reflexive verb meaning "to sprawl on" like "to sprawl on the couch."
However, in slang terms, it also can be used to mean something along the lines of "to take a digger" "to fall flat on your face" or "to splat".
I am usually able to handle a) walking b) on a flat surface c) indoors.
But other times it is all just too much for me.
I was walking across my office at work when all of a sudden, it was like I was on ice.
Wow. I think I might have made a dent in the tile.
Nothing bruised or broken, but boy I felt stupid.
One of those times you wish there was a small animal or annoying child to break your fall.
Didn't help that two of my colleagues were right there.
Actually, my officemate had slipped (but not face-planted) earlier in the day in the exact same spot.
I think my audience didn't know whether to laugh or to go rent a forklift to pry me off the ground.
Conclusion: se vautre. Dangerous verb.
The hard way.
"se vautre" is a reflexive verb meaning "to sprawl on" like "to sprawl on the couch."
However, in slang terms, it also can be used to mean something along the lines of "to take a digger" "to fall flat on your face" or "to splat".
I am usually able to handle a) walking b) on a flat surface c) indoors.
But other times it is all just too much for me.
I was walking across my office at work when all of a sudden, it was like I was on ice.
Wow. I think I might have made a dent in the tile.
Nothing bruised or broken, but boy I felt stupid.
One of those times you wish there was a small animal or annoying child to break your fall.
Didn't help that two of my colleagues were right there.
Actually, my officemate had slipped (but not face-planted) earlier in the day in the exact same spot.
I think my audience didn't know whether to laugh or to go rent a forklift to pry me off the ground.
Conclusion: se vautre. Dangerous verb.
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5 commentaires:
Attention de ne pas te faire casser la gueule !
One would think that after two people had taken a spill in the same location, someone would have checked to find the problem.
Oh, that is embarrassing. Because misery loves company,I feel compelled to tell you of an embarrassing fall of mine; In college, I once fell face first into a puddle of slushy ice while walking in front of a Fraternity house. Instead of helping me up or asking if I was ok, they felt it necessary to just stand there and laugh.
Ouch. Y'know, I was thinking about that very activity (falling spectacularly) this morning as I nursed my possibly-cracked ribs in the shower. Short version of my own story is that I was playing indoor Ultimate and tripped while trying to defend against a thrown frisbee. I wound up flying and landing on my chest, volleyball-dive style. Normally, that's called a "lay out", but for me, I think I could amend it to "splay-out".
There. Long comment. Mostly about me! Did you miss me, Megan? :)
PS Thanks for the french lesson. I'm sadly no longer in the government which pays for me to become bilingual again.
ive been here ten years and i never knew that word!! Im going to use it every day from now on...somehow find the occasion, and if there isntone, create it (ouch)