First off, I'm 1/4 Italian and I have been known to talk with my hands on occasion. Secondly, I am extremely clumsy and accident prone. Hence the name Gina Crash. Those qualities proved to be a disastrous combo yesterday afternoon in the hallway of our Boneyard offices. I was making a co-worker laugh so hard he had coffee coming out of his nose while drinking from a ceramic mug. Then another co-worker approached and I told the same joke- now using my hands for emphasis, when all of a sudden my hand hits the glass frame of a picture up on the wall and it shattered in a million pieces. We had to get out the industrial strength SHOP VAC to pick up all the shards of glass. It wasn't valuable art work, just a piece of that corporate motivational art that says stuff like, "TEAMWORK" or "DETERMINATION." I think the one I broke said "COMMITMENT." That is hilarious! Very symbolic!
