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"
"Yeah"
"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."