One day towards the end of work, I get a text from Craig saying that his is leaving the hospital now so he will be home a little late. Yeah, I was confused too. I later learned that a large, metal poll fell off the wall at his warehouse and smacked him in the face. There was so much force behind it that it just split his cheek open. The doctor said that it was equivalent to a 180 lbs. man punching him in the face. I guess he was kind of lucky that it missed a nerve cluster by his eye that could have paralyzed that side of his face.
Our friends really got a kick out of saying that I was the one that had punched him. How sad!
