Know what you're hitting before you swing.

I used to work for a fundraising company, and they sent me a TON of sample crap. Well, yesterday, I decided to move all the boxes with the aforementioned sample crap outside to the trash. (Most fundraising crap is, in fact, crap.) During this arduous process, I tripped over my home gym... annoying as this was, I got pissed, so here's what I did. I looked for the closest thing to take out my frustration on, and punched a cardboard box as hard as I could. Now, I was under the impression that it was empty. If you can't figure it out, it wasn't. Turns out it was full of about 70lbs. of fundraising contracts. A trip to the emergency room later, I get to find out that I didn't fracture it, but apparently bruised it really bad according to the x-ray. So now, I get to wear this stupid soft cast for the next week or so... although it is a fashion statement. Yes, I do have my moments of idiocy.