Sink-off, playoff

Knowing tonight's Redhawks playoff game might be the last game of the season we get to catch (and the only playoff action I'd get this year since the Phils are tanking), I inquired about Steph's spare season ticket availability. Fortunately, she had three spare tickets, so we were on board.

After I picked up the kids from school, we stopped at the local Subway for dinner, which was supposed to be a quick meal so we could head off to the game. Unfortunately, we had ourselves a little incident, or more specifically, Shelby had an incident.

We're not talking oops-I-spilled-my-drink, or oh-did-I-just-throw-my-sandwich-across-the-room or anything semi-normal like that. No, no, no. She had a sink fall on her leg. The bathroom sink to be more specific.

Yes, you read right. When she went to the bathroom to wash her hands prior to dinner, the sink FELL OFF THE WALL and onto her leg.

I heard the thunk a and her cry with a puzzled look on my face. It was followed by the sound of a door opening and the sight of her limping out, tears running down her face, with half-cry, half-mumbles to the effect of, "daddy! I was washing my hands and the sink fell on me!"

I was dumbfounded, jaw wide-open. I looked at a Subway employee that also saw/heard the whole thing and asked if the sink was broken, to which she replied, "half-broken". Well, by this point, Darby had run her nosy self to the bathroom and yelled, "yep, the sink is on the floor". And by that point I had picked up Shelby, put her in a chair, and had examined her legged, which was scraped and bruised. Another customer had put ice in a bag and handed it to Shelby.

Shelby cried for several minutes, recovered quicker than I would have expected (except for a limp), and actually did a good job with her dinner, which we got for free. I requested that the Subway employees call their manager to notify him/her, and I also noted, for the record, that the time of the incident was 5:43pm. As mentioned, the Subway folks didn't charge us for any of the food, for our trouble.

As we were leaving the Subway, Shelby was still limping pretty good, which I knew was not compatible with our ballgame plans. So I swung by my dad's house and asked if Shelby cold hang out there while I took Darby to the ballgame. Shelby was disappointed that she didn't get to go.


Wouldn't it just figure that the game, while a losing effort, was one of the best we've been to in awhile? With a little encouragement from Steph's friend (who is VERY tall), Darby had a ball thrown to her by a player, a shirt (with a pretty cool design) thrown to her during one of the mid-inning activities, and she even got some mascot action.

Of course, it didn't help my spirits that during the Redhawks playoff game, I got beeped on my cell phone with the losing Phillies score. Talk about salt on wounds.

After the game I picked up Shelby, had Darby give her the shirt since she had the ball, and we were on our way (it was VERY late and a school night). Shelby is in pretty good spirits, but still has a slight limp. She's a little melodramatic by nature, so it's difficult to tell how bad the limp really is, but I'm sure it's mostly genuine. We'll see how she is in the morning.

In the meantime, Shelby's mother and I have discussed what, if anything, we should do legally. Not for the purposes of acquiring large sums of money, but to create accountability by Subway for neglecting a sink that they clearly knew was already damaged.

Opinions?