Okay so a few summers ago. Back when Crocs were fashionable. I know, I know. Scary thought. But anywho, it was the off-time in my office, so not many people were subjected to my awful fashion trend.
So, I go in to work and am checking my email with my legs crossed. I'm in there about a half hour or so. Then my boss is free. So I stand up to go see her. I figure, sure my foot is asleep but I've had no worries walking on it before. No worries right?
I ended up tripping over my foot. I heard a pop and flew out of my office.
My poor boss hears me yell and looks up to see me fall out of my office. Yes. Fall out of my office.
Of course, she and the other secretary come running to see me. I'm fine. My ankle is a bit sore, but not too bad. Not broken or anything. Which was a relief.
After about 10 minutes I decide to walk to the nearby pharmacy. While walking (in the rain mind you) I'm thinking to myself. Man oh man. My ankle's starting to stiffen up and it's starting to really hurt. (Dur. you just flew out of your office woman.)
I walk in to the pharmacy to get an ace bandage and a heat compress. As soon as I get up to the counter to pay I take a moment to look down at my ankle. It's the size of half a grapefruit. I, being the wimp I am, start to feel like I'm going to pass out. So I sit down next to the counter and breathe.
It's taken 3 years to get my ankle back to looking like normal.
Moral of the story. Don't wear crocs. But if you do, take it from me, don't walk in them with a foot that's asleep.