How the Mighty Have Not Fallen

Story Submitted by Gilbert:

For our first meeting, Janice and I had a pleasant chat over coffee, then went for a stroll.  As we walked, Janice stumbled on the sidewalk, did a comical flailing thing, and then smashed onto the ground.

I dove to her side and asked, "Are you okay?"

She was, although her pants were torn, and she had a light scrape.  But that wasn't the worst part.

"You pushed me!" she accused.

"No, I didn't," I said, stunned by her accusation, "You tripped and fell."

"You pushed me, you fucking pushed me," she yelled, scrambling to her feet.

I said, "If I had pushed you, you would have felt me pushing you.  You just fell."

She shouted, "See how you like it!" then shoved my chest.  I didn't fall down, although I stepped back a little bit.  She shoved me again, then karate chopped my chest several times.  She screamed, "Why won't you fall?"

I laughed at her, she clenched her fists, and I anticipated a punch or three, but instead, she stomped away.  I called after her, but she didn't stop, and so ended our wonderful encounter.