I don't know if the Earth slipped off its axis, or there was some sort of meteor shower, or if maybe this is the Matrix...buuuuuuuut....
Last night I slept one hour. Yup. One whole hour. Not eight. Just one.
and then...
this morning when I got my coffee from the Dunkin Donuts drive through, some of it spilled down the sides, so I pulled into a parking space to wipe it off when suddenly I look up and there is an angry, old man gesturing wildly at me and screaming at me to, "GET THE HELL OUT OF THE SPACE. YOU CAN'T JUST SIT THERE. PEOPLE NEED TO PARK!!!!!" Meanwhile there are spaces on either side of me and I'm not in a handicapped or otherwise reserved space. He just kept hooking his thumb towards the road and nodding his head in an odd seizure like motion. And then? Oh then he went inside Dunkin Donuts and I saw him pointing at my car and waving his hands in the air, clearly telling them that I was *gasp* parked, in a parking space! Will wonders never cease.
So I drove away, utterly confused.
And then a bird flew into my winshield.
2 comments:
That would be completely confusing. Maybe he felt as if it was his personal space?
I had a bird fly into my windshield this morning as well.
I like to believe he was just 10 kinds of crazy.
And really? Yours too?? Weird.
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