I tell you!!
I almost died...
I called a colleague of mine and we made plans for lunch.
We met and crossed the street north,
next to a construction site,
and were waiting for our light to cross east when...
Part of the scaffolding of that construction site collapsed!!!!
Right next to us.
neither one of us were hurt,
nor the bus or the cab waiting to to go south.
It's nearly miraculous no one got hurt.
But I don't like getting closed calls like that...
I will no longer cross to that corner anymore.
I'll go east, then north to reach the university,
not the other way around.
While this nearly gave me a heart attack at the time,
I quickly recovered,
marveling at my luck and at the inadequacy of some worker(s) on that site,
my colleague on the other hand was quite shaken.
I told her to call the others inside to tell them to avoid that corner at all cost [just in case]
when going for their lunch.
She made a call but her voice was trembling...
We tried to make light of the matter but it is clear that she wasn't doing so well.
we proceeded to the nearest food court.
I indulged myself with a choco-banana pancake,
and while we sat and ate,
I thought this was sinful,
and when I looked up,
savoring the full cocoa flavor filling up my mouth in a rush of ecstasy,
I saw Heaven!!!
I saw Heaven!!!
I saw the blue sky through the skylight...
so it's not quite Heaven,
but it is likely as close as I'll ever get to it,
indulge me here!!!
For a moment,
I was happy!!
Was it my "near-death experience" that made everything seemed so great,
or was I really living a "perfect" moment?
My colleague then went to pick up a few items at the grocery store
while I waited outside to [finally] enjoy a smoke...
I was approached by a fellow asking for money.
I give only to my regulars.
He told me he wanted to eat a burger...
Maybe he really did,
so I relented and said I could give him $2.
He quickly turned back toward me and said it was $3...
I've never paid $3 for a burger!!!
It just costed me $12 for a pancake,
how can it be $3 for a burger?!?
But I gave him $4 in the end,
thinking "burger and a coffee" maybe?...
He said "thanks" and crossed the street,
to a McDo...
either his pusher is "stationed" there,
(and there are some hanging out there in case you'd like to know...),
or he really went there for a burger.
A $3 burger???
I told my colleague when she came out what happened,
and she told me McDo has burger at $1.49[!?!].
Either they are f&cking tiny [like a teaspoon]
or there's nothing in it....
While I found this hard to believe,
I know she sometimes goes there,
so I'll trust her for this,
but the main thing is,
if it made the guy happy,
I should be happy.
But I would honestly prefer knowing I helped him eat something today,
even if it's not that great,
than help him get his next fix.
Know what I mean?....
So I've done a good deed today.
If I die,
maybe it'll work in my favor?!?
Do you think?!?
Or will I just end up in Hell anyway?...
Just a reminder,
I'm an atheist but I was raised by a Catholic mother,
and a Pentecostal father...
The Hell they put me through due to my lack of belief,
even at a young age....
If I don't go to Heaven,
me thinks I deserve at least a f&cking medal for surviving through this.