My head was bobbing a bit at my desk and I could feel that my eyes were half way shut so I decided to step out of the office to get a "fake cappuccino" from the deli across the street. It's fake because I get it from a machine by pressing a button that says "cappuccino." It's SOOOOO good, though!
I was waiting at the corner of Franklin and Broadway for the walk sign so I could cross the street and I was looking right, towards uptown because the cars on Broadway only go downtown...so I was watching them come towards my direction, waiting for a break.
Then, suddenly, it felt like someone pushed me from my left side ever so lightly but with force that made me move a couple of steps to the right...and the first thing I thought was, 'I REALLY hope that was a co-worker f'in around and trying to be funny.'
But obviously...it wasn't.
I turned to my left and it was doggone VAN!! A FULL SIZE GIANT OF A VAN COMIN' AT ME! Indimidating and navy blue.
Not Cool.
He (the driver) was in my blind spot and I was in his and in the end he never even noticed that he just hit, with his ugly ass van, a human being.
I yelled to him, "WHAT THE HECK."
But he simply drove away like nothing ever happened...to continue on his afternoon joy ride and possibly hit another innocent soul going out for a cup o' joe...well, LA-TI-DA, BAD DRIVER. Go ahead and do your thang, crazy man, cause there's something coming your way, too, getting ready to hittcha.
After that incident I needed not a fake cappuccino but a witness...
CAN I GET A WITNESS??
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