I was off to go look at a potential house yesterday evening. It was about 4 in the evening, lots of people and cars about at that time of day. So when I went around one curve and saw people standing on the median (waiting for buses and taixs and the like), I pulled over a teeny bit more to make sure not to hit them.
So, I hit a pothole instead. A pothole, full of water. At exactyl the right angle to throw up an impressive wall of water - directly onto the people waiting on the median. As I was still making the turn, I couldn’t quite look, but from my peripheral vision, I could see them all ducking away, in vain. I yelped a sincere but surpised “Sorry!” out the window and high tailed it out of there, looking nervously in my rearview mirror for an angry mobs that might be in pursuit.
And then, because I am apparently an evil person, I started to giggle… I mean, it was just so classic, like something out of those movies about guys who can’t catch a break, or commercials that want to know if you’re “Having a bad day?” Wall of water, arms thrown up in front of faces.
Am I evil?