I always knew it would happen eventually. My boss, who has the fastest motorcycle in Taiwan, broke a leg in an accident. Was it from enjoying his bike’s awesome power to go from 0 to 200kph in four seconds? No. It was from some idiot lady deciding to cut in front of him and do a U-turn against traffic. He was only going 18kph when they hit (the speedometer got stuck from the crash), and he got up right afterwards. It turns out his protective boot was all that was holding his ankle together. He walked around, made sure the other driver was okay, borrowed someone’s cell phone, and picked up his bike, all without any idea that he was walking around on a broken leg. As soon as he took off the boot, he got dizzy and had to go to the hospital. Now he’s got a pin in his ankle and he’ll be on crutches for a month. Stuff like this really makes me feel uneasy about riding around on my scooter.
As a result of all of this, I’ve been ridiculously busy. I’m teaching all of his classes that don’t conflict with mine, and grading about 90 test books and homework books a day. I guess I’m not going to make much progress on the curriculum for a while.