At the same corner where I was hit a neighbor was almost run down on the sidewalk. A driver came down the same hill and around the same corner, only they didn't slow down at all and couldn't make the turn.

There's now a stop sign at that corner ... some people actually stop.

Roy Scheider was a serial killer from the 60s and 70s who liked to take pictures.

It was an also an episode of CSI: Miami. Though, I'm sure that one was based on William Richard Bradford since it was right after Eva LaRue's sister's photograph was on the LAPD poster.

I was nearly hit by a bus that did not yield coming around a corner... the reason I didn't step right out is that a month before, a pedestrian had been killed by the same bus at the same corner so I waited to see if it would stop. It didn't.

How do stupid, impatient people manage to run businesses? They can't keep track of what they're doing and get all fluttery, and I have to use Stern Voice to get them back on track. The supervisors don't like it when I pull out Stern Voice, but it's better than some idiot going all drama queen on me, which gets judged as "losing control of the call."

Maybe they all have someone capable of using a Get Back On Track Voice on them in their offices.

It's always amusing when an evaluation comes back with an extra note of "I'm amazed you kept your cool with that person."

I was nearly hit by a bus that did not yield coming around a corner...

Damn.

I was almost hit by a cable car in San Francisco. I was crossing the street and the cable car had a stop sign. Yeah, it didn't stop.

Then after it almost hit me, I looked at the stop sign. It had a smaller sign below it saying, "Except Cable Cars." It was impossible for me to see that sign from where I was when I began to cross the street.

When my brother was 3, he ran in between 2 parked cars to cross the street. He ended up running into the side of a van that was driving down the street. He got thrown back about 6 feet and broke his leg and collar bone. The driver never stopped and took off.

I was almost hit by a cable car in San Francisco. I was crossing the street and the cable car had a stop sign. Yeah, it didn't stop.

That reminds that the first day I was in Boston for freshman orientation, I almost got hit by a trolley. I was crossing a busy street, paying careful attention to the cars, but completely spaced on looking out for trains. I started to cross the tracks and got a huge blast of the horn. Jumped back just in time too. That would have put a damper on my college career.

And while I go to the gym, it's only 3-4 times a week

Oh, ONLY 3-4 times a week? You fucking slacker!

t snerk

Only.

what is this gym of which you speak?

Some cool knitting. NSFW. Mostly of cartoon animals being killed. [link]