My Bad Luck With Stairs

Well, first of all to start out this story, I have to explain a funnier story. Well, being the dork that I am, I was jumping on my bed and I decided to jump off and try to do some whack cheerleader move, actually I don't know what I was doing, but anyway I broke my foot. So for six weeks I got to explain to everyone that I broke my foot by jumping on my bed. But what that has to do with this story is one day I went to a bbq at my friends grandparents condo on the beach. My foot was broken at the time and they had these huge cement steps. Well, I though I had gotten pretty good maneuvering on those crutches, but obviously not because I plummeted down those stairs practically giving the grandfather a heart attack, but I was OK, luckily the cast broke my fall.