I just tripped. On a fucking crossbow.
Those of you who work in the antiques and collectibles market may want to think twice about your crossbow placement. Not, for example, in the store aisle. And not next to a shelf packed with glass compotes and cake stands. I'm just sayin'.
Happily, it wasn't loaded. So, no thwup! gnannnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg! accompanied the incident.
To sum up: I tripped on a crossbow.