I was at work yesterday and one of my colleagues was on crutches. Apparently, he was in Las Vegas last week for a conference of some sort. He finally had a free time when the conference ended at noon. He was staying at the Venetian and decided to walk the strip. At the Quad he was walking by the Guy Fieri's restaurant and then man, who according to him must have been 4 bills, swerved right in front of him on a motorized cart. This gentlemen proceeded to run over his foot and broke 3 bones. Apparently, the man had forgotten his doggy bag and was rushing back before they threw it out. My colleague had 3 bones in his foot broken and ended up spending eight hours in the hospital. He had to fly out the next morning. I felt really bad for him.