I'm bored. Let's play "Tell Me."
I have a tendency to hang my glasses, sun or reading, on the front of my collar, when they're not in use. It's probably not that beautiful a look, but it leaves them at my immediate disposal.
I was doing some organizing last night, and stopped what I was doing to run out for office supplies. Reading glasses on the front of my tank top, I pulled into the Walmart parking lot, and while looking for a space, released my seatbelt.
As the seltbelt retracted, it hooked my glasses and flung them right out the window, on to the parking lot. What a surprise! Driving one way, I was forced to keep going, then hoof it back to look for my glasses, hoping they wouldn't be crushed by the cars behind me.
It's odd to be moving about your life, minding your own business, only to find yourself, the next minute, wandering around a parking lot like a superdork, looking for your reading glasses. Still, if I'm going to fall victim to a freak accident, this is the sort I'd choose; it's preferable to, say, a piano falling on my head.
What about you? Ever experience a freak incident that suddenly left you somewhere you just didn't expect to be?