So I'm in physical therapy for a mysteriously malfunctioning shoulder -- apparently my trapezius and serratus muscles on the right side are atrophied. They told me it's probably left over from an injury, but I have no recollection of hurting myself. And you'd think I would.
I could be a travel agent!
The result is my shoulder wings out at the bottom, giving me a pleasing chicken-y appearance.
As much as I hate the exercises and going to PT, the good part is that I'm not allowed to talk on the phone by holding it up with my shoulder anymore -- the physical therapist told me that was helping to cause the problem.
So I told the HR people at my office, and now I have a headset!
I'm the biggest work dork there is. But just think of all the other things you might think I was doing just by sitting at my desk...
I could be a travel agent!A healthcare telemarketer!
an ad agency receptionist!
Or this guy!
I could also be Madonna or my dad, but I don't want to aim too high on my first headset day.
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