On Saturday night the girls and I got together at my friend K’s apartment to watch the Red sox game. The cool thing about watching the game at her house is that she lives right next to Fenway stadium so we can actually hear the crowd cheering from the stadium. Evidently ever since the Janet Jackson “wardrobe malfunction” there is about a ten second delay between the live feed and what is broadcast. This essentially meant that we could always tell when something good was about to happen in the game because the crowd would start cheering before we saw it on tv. Too fun! K is in the process of creating this fabulous drink called the K-tini made with this liquor called St. Germaine. Soo good! As good friends of K we felt it was our duty to sample her new concoction to make sure she got it just right. Needless to say, driving home was not an option…
So after the game we all go downstairs to wait for the cab that we called. Impatient me decided that the cab company was taking too long and I was going to hail a cab. The first empty cab I saw was intercepted by these drunk giggly girls half a block down the street. With the giggle girls out of the picture I just knew I was catching the next cab. A few minutes later I see another cab coming. So I step out onto the street to hail a cab and next thing I knew WHOMP! OUCH! Oooooouch! I was in pain but didn’t know why. It turns out that this bicyclist came out of nowhere and nailed me. I got run over by a bicycle! LOL! I stumbled into the street in front of the on coming cab. Fortunately the cab saw the whole scene and stopped before he ran me over. My friend S later explained to me that the cyclist was riding in the opposite direction of traffic which is why I never looked for him. I mean who the heck looks in the opposite direction of traffic at one in the morning for stupid bicycles?! Anyway to add insult to injury, while I am still holding my knee and groaning in pain these stupid drunk boys TRIED TO STEAL MY CAB! Unbelievable! After I had just gotten hit trying to hail it. I DON’T THINK SO! Or as my brother used to say when he was young, ‘H-E, double hockey stick’ NO. I yelled, “you have got to be kidding me!” and stumbled over to the cab, pushed them out of the way and got in. Do you know these foolio’s had the nerve to ask me to call them a cab. After they just tried to steal my cab that I got hit by a bicycle trying to hail, they wanted me to call them a cab! They were total strangers. Unbelievable! I just busted out laughing in disbelief. BWAAAAH! RFOL!
I was worried that the next day, after the anesthetic effects of the alcohol had worn off, I would be really sore but I was ok. So no permanent damage. Thank God.
So after the game we all go downstairs to wait for the cab that we called. Impatient me decided that the cab company was taking too long and I was going to hail a cab. The first empty cab I saw was intercepted by these drunk giggly girls half a block down the street. With the giggle girls out of the picture I just knew I was catching the next cab. A few minutes later I see another cab coming. So I step out onto the street to hail a cab and next thing I knew WHOMP! OUCH! Oooooouch! I was in pain but didn’t know why. It turns out that this bicyclist came out of nowhere and nailed me. I got run over by a bicycle! LOL! I stumbled into the street in front of the on coming cab. Fortunately the cab saw the whole scene and stopped before he ran me over. My friend S later explained to me that the cyclist was riding in the opposite direction of traffic which is why I never looked for him. I mean who the heck looks in the opposite direction of traffic at one in the morning for stupid bicycles?! Anyway to add insult to injury, while I am still holding my knee and groaning in pain these stupid drunk boys TRIED TO STEAL MY CAB! Unbelievable! After I had just gotten hit trying to hail it. I DON’T THINK SO! Or as my brother used to say when he was young, ‘H-E, double hockey stick’ NO. I yelled, “you have got to be kidding me!” and stumbled over to the cab, pushed them out of the way and got in. Do you know these foolio’s had the nerve to ask me to call them a cab. After they just tried to steal my cab that I got hit by a bicycle trying to hail, they wanted me to call them a cab! They were total strangers. Unbelievable! I just busted out laughing in disbelief. BWAAAAH! RFOL!
I was worried that the next day, after the anesthetic effects of the alcohol had worn off, I would be really sore but I was ok. So no permanent damage. Thank God.
Here is a story about someone who wasn't so lucky:
http://au.news.yahoo.com/060829/23/10bsx.html (bicycle kills pedestrian)
Have you ever been in any stupid or whacky accidents?
Have you ever been in any stupid or whacky accidents?
2 comments:
heh heh - funny.
i know
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