i think i feel ok ???

Experience in “MARYLAND”

Once working for an Auto Parts Warehouse - 
UCI. WASHINGTON” before I got sick and had to 
Be briefly committed to a “MENTAL. HOSPITAL”
after having a “BREAKDOWN” - 1987

- I was carrying some boxes on a upstairs of a
2 story setup and walking towards the front and
Down the front set of metal stairs right by the “FRONT - COUNTER” and
midway down the
Stairs I slipped and fell maybe 8 or 10 feet down at least with the boxes I
was carrying flying all over the concrete floor and of course I landed on
the concrete floor - dazed - and layered there for a while.   There were
many people on the front counter right in front of me and they acted like
they didn’t hear the boxes fall to the floor or me hitting the floor.   No
one turned that I noticed 
And I just laid there for a while.   I could feel bruises on my back since
those were metal stairs but I could still move without much pain and I
eventually got up and picked up the boxes - They were for the Front Counter
- and yes I was hurting - should have gotten “WORKMAN’s COMP” for that
fall.   Everyone carried on and I said nothing of course - “What could I
say ?”
  I remember talking about going back to school when I was there and there
was another black guy there who was already a student at BOWIE -
  I know out of all those people someone turned and turned back ignoring me
- “Mostly all Black People” - and that was a lot of noise and a boom 

  Earlier - I worked at “AMES LABORATORY - 1984 -DOE” at IOWA  STATE 
UNIVERSITY on a summer internship while going to school.  I was riding up
the street headed to work and was hit by a VW Beetle and I flew over and
landed on the pavement. The car just kept going then came back I think
  I was hurt bad but I got up, picked up my bike and headed back down a
hill where I lived off campus
  I had broken ribs, etc., etc. and who knows what else and they finally
got an ambulance to take me to the hospital where I was later released -
badly bruised and chest pains - still have the scars today -
  I remember the job there - it was COLD inside and I would go outside
during lunch to warm up
and finally start wearing a coat or jacket to work.
  I actually finished my project there after crashing the system time after
time - delicate “CODING” and it ran displaying video and graphics on the
screen - Converted software - GKS - in Fortran Code To UNIX C language. 
“CLASSIFIED” - maybe - I got an idea this was how they got their funding -
  I was never allowed to come back after applying the following summer.  
The nice white woman there who got me the job initially wouldn’t talk to me
anymore.   I used to work on her lawn at her house where we had an
altercation and I never went back - she knew my Father - Alumni - I was
probably the only black person there except for football players -
  That Woman’s name is still on the Department there - Since then they have
been constantly writing me to come in for Medical Scans for RADIATION years
later today.
-  I did finally go in recently after submitting my yearly physical results
from my doctor - the office where they sent me didn’t want to take my blood
same saying there was something wrong with the needle as I watched  the
open or close the “Butterfly Clamp” thing each time for several different
nurses (Stopping The Blood Flow) - I played DUMB - and they sent me home - 


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