I’d like to send a big “fuck yooooou” to all the people on Barrington Street who saw me face plant today, and then rather than, oh I don’t know, asking if I was okay, proceeded to walk over me and all of my stuff. Thanks. Highlight of my day.
—Fally MacTrippy
This article appears in Oct 8-14, 2009.


I’m sure they had important things to do like get their next cafefrappalappachino at starbucks.
Sometimes people pretend not to see because they think that you will feel embarrassed knowing so many people witnessed your fall. But, still they could have helped you pick up your stuff.
Don’t drink so much on your lunch break.
Wow, I fell on Barrington last winter and three kind people came to help me up. My hub-unit and I were at Mexico Lindos a few weeks ago when his knee gave way and he tumbled down their stairs. A group of wonderful patrons rushed out to help him to his feet. I was damn grateful for their assistance since the hub’s a big guy. I’m on Barrington every day and had I seen you, I most certainly would have come to your aid.
Haha I have definitely face planted for absolutely no reason at all before simply because I am extremely clumsy. Honestly, I prefer if people don’t help me or say anything, because if they do, my face turns beet red and I just want to get as far away from there as possible. I’m not normal though 🙂
Barrington St? Hey, not everyone wants to stop for a drunk or meth head,ok?