What are the chances?

I almost killed my best friend Thursday. It is true. Let me tell you the story.

I was coming home from work in Union Park and my sister wanted me to stop at ten thousand villages for her. I was driving down the street not paying much attention and I almost hit a pedestrian. I don't mean like I kinda almost hit him. I mean I SLAMMED on my brakes, tires squealing, stalled my car, inches from taking him out. That's the kind of almost hit him I am talking about.

Funny thing is that I looked up and while trying to make my heart start beating again I thought to myself... That looks like Wade. Just then Wade calls me:
"I seriously almost just got hit by a car"
"Um that was me"
"No way"
"What the heck are you doing?"
"Going to Ten Thousand Villages."
"Can I come?"
"Yeah what are you doing?
"Getting art supplies."
"I want to come."

So we spent the rest of the afternoon shopping together. Then I dropped him back off at his car:

"Well see you this weekend, thanks for letting me keep my knees."
"Yeah good thing I don't have money for that many balloons."


  1. Really, what ARE the chances?! Crazy! But it makes for a most excellent story.

  2. Funny funny funny. That is crazy!!

  3. Ha! That was ME!
    And I swore at you (before I knew it was you)

  4. wow scary but a little funny only because you didn't hit him.

  5. Ohh my gosh! That's insane! I'm glad you didn't hit him!