Ramming Speed

Today is my friend's birthday. I thought everyone was getting presents for her (we're coworkers) on Monday because her birthday is over the weekend. But alas, I found out everyone was giving presents today instead. So I rushed around town this morning to collect my gifts. Okay, and for me, rushing isn't the right word. I carefully organised myself with the least amount of retracing my steps as possible. I'm efficient. :)

Well, I was walking along loving that everyone is decked out in green for St. Patty's Day. I didn't really remember if people did last year. I was taking in the scenery when a girl ran into me. I really mean it -- she slammed into me. Now, to be perfectly clear, she was in the wrong. I was walking down the sidewalk and she walked squarely out of the door and into me. We were facing each other. It was odd. Not only did she run into me, she stepped on my foot and stayed on it. So I went flying because she hit me while pinning down my foot. Okay, it looked hilarious. I mean, I went flying. Luckily, I didn't hit the ground or anything, but an entire group of people stopped to let the whole melee settle. The girl just muttered a choice expletive and went on her way. She was not, for the record, wearing green. Anti-holiday sentiments. That's what I blame it on.

Luckily, I wasn't holding the birthday bouquet yet. Thank God. Freaky foot stepper would have loved to ruin my friend's 40th. Jerk.

Oh. And Happy's St. Patty's.