
The crosswalk timer still had time, so I start walking. Out of nowhere, a white car turning right on red hits me. I literally land on the hood. My dog’s fine (hero of the story), I’m fine, but by the time I pick up my dog and look back, the car is gone.
I still go get my donut because at that point, the universe owed me one.
As I’m leaving the parking lot, a lady pulls up next to me and asks if I’m single. I’m not, I’m in a relationship, with a man. Politely decline, donut in hand, dignity somewhere under that car’s tire, and go to play video games.
Did not tell my SO because I’m technically not supposed to be eating donuts.
Lived a full life in 10 minutes.
TL;DR: Crossed the street for a donut, got hit by a car, still got my donut, got hit on, lied by omission to my SO, went home to play video games.
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