Almost got hit by a car on two separate occasions this morning. I know in my knee length gray coat and my bright green iris bag, it is probably hard to spot me.
First brush with death was in a crosswalk, when the car was stopped to let people go. I figured, hey, she stopped for them, she 'll STAY stopped for me. Silly me. I was one step in front of her car, about 5 feet away from the bumper and she starts to drive. I froze, she came to a stop again, about half a foot from my leg, and then waved me on. WHAT?! You almost HIT me, and then have the audacity to WAVE me, like you're LETTING me go??!! Fuck you. I wish I had kicked her car or something as I walked in front of it. Would have made me feel better. She wouldn't been in such a hurry after she had broken both my legs. Stupid Bitch.

