Sophomore Stories Part IV "The Stop Sign"

Beginning my freshman year, I made it a regular habit to walk around pretending to run into things. Doors, cars, street signs, anything that made noise. It probably didn't help that the first couple of times I did this people laughed because it only encouraged me to do it more.
Well, I had put this behavior to rest for the most part until one night a bunch of us were walking back up the hill after a KU Basketball game. We were on the North side of the street and our dorm was on the South. We would have just jaywalked across the road except that there were two lanes of exiting bumper-to-bumper traffic on a two-lane road. So we resigned ourselves to walk all the way up to the intersection and then cross when the cop directing traffic let us.
We were almost to the intersection when I noticed the stop sign. It was right at eye-level. I walked past this sign every day at least twice to go eat. How had I never noticed it before now? In the dark no less?!?
I saw my opportunity, within a large group of herding students I flung myself into the sign (not really, I just banged my open hand against it while getting my head just barely) and you'd have thought I had just fired a shotgun because people didn't know whether they should run away or surround me.
I fell to the ground, feigning a head injury, while my friend Jeff laughed and laughed because he knew what had really happened. Then the cop directing traffic yells out, "Hey, is he alright?"
Someone 'helped' me up and the cop stopped traffic so we could all cross. As we did a couple of guys thanked the cop just in case.
If you're that policeman and you're reading this...I'm sorry, but I was a stupid sophomore.