Karma Strikes... da da duhh!

So I got a job at a bank - can't mention the name for liability's sake. With my awesome foresight, I warned my first set of co-workers that I would entertain them with falling and tripping every once in a while. My first day behind the teller line, I missed my teller chair and fell right on my ass - in front of a customer no less. Typical of me if you really know me. Karma came in to play two weeks ago. I went grocery shopping with a list but didn't have a pen so I went to the pen section at the store and opened a package and used a pen but I failed to pay for it... I think the next chain of events are directly to do with that action. One day when leaving work I walked out the side door, facing the street and began to walk down the stairs to the parking lot. My shoe got caught in the hem of my pants on the second step and I fell from about five feet onto my hands and knees - hard. Two cars stopped in the street, one mother and daughter actually got out and ran to me and several employees in the building ran to my rescue. After falling many, many times I thought I was okay but it turned out that I sprained my right elbow, have some tendon or ligament damage in my left and and a bit of black linen road rash on my knee. Ben's frustrated cause I'm not good with pain, but it hurts, dammit!