Did That Really Just Happen?!

Upon several requests, I've decided to give the details of the story of how someone ran into me with their car.

So, as many of you know, High School Musical 3 just came out!

You also know that I recently moved to my Dad's house where I don't have internet...which also means I don't have iTunes (which could be an entire post in itself of how depressing this is)! It was the culmination of the three events that led to this untimely event.

You see, after seeing HSM3, I decided that I really wanted to get the music...and since I don't have iTunes, I had to resort to buying the CD. Now, I'm guessing that right about now, Megan is feeling embaressed for me that I'm admitting to wanting the music...but no worries. I'm truly not embaressed in the least. :) I'll proudly say that I thought the music was fun and makes for some great getting-ready-for-work music!

I eagerly rushed into Best Buy to make my purchase as I eagerly scanned the rows of CDs fearing that it was going to be sold out. I was going to be really depressed if I wasn't going to be able to sing, "Can I Have This Dance" with Troy and Gabriella (Okay Megan, now you can feel embaressed!)...it was about then when I saw my CD and did a mental jig as I scamperd off to the register.

There were 2 registers open...1 with a male cashier that looked to be about 19 years old. The other was a 19ish looking girl. I quickly summed up the situation and realized for the purpose of self dignity, I should go with the girl, thinking that she probably has already bought the CD. The only problem is that she was already checking out a customer and the guy's register was open. I just thought that if I turn my head and act like I'm engrossed in the many designs of their gift cards, I could wait at her register and all would be well.

About the time that my acting had become reality as I really did become intrigued with the many different design of Best Buy's gift cards, and how some of them even looked 3D, I heard someone say, "Maam. I can take you over hear." I tried to stare harder at the cards hoping he would think I didn't hear him. That's when the girl cashier betrayed me and pointing over to his direction said, "Maam. He can take you over there". Oh No! What's up with the customer service? Is there some kind of employee of the month contest going on? I'm perfectly content waiting here...and how long should it really take for this girl to check out the customer's microwave?

I realized there was no out as I walked over there trying to give an air of confience which, I think, came off as an odd form of arrogance. I know I saw him smirk as I handed him my HSM3 CD...and that's when I heard the words, "Can I have a gift receipt with that?" come out of my mouth. As if it wasn't completely obvious that I was going to be boping to the tunes as soon as I got in the car.

It felt like he was dragging the entire process out by asking for my rewards card, offering me free subscriptions to magazines I didn't want, and of course, printing off my gift receipt. He didn't give me a bag, so I was a little embaressed by that as I walked by the security guy at the front of the store who ALWAYS has to say hello and goodbye. I realize it's a security measure, but I was wishing I could slip by him today.

That's when I felt the cold wind hit my face, and I smiled as I looked at the CD in my hands. It was about that time that I remember thinking, "That car sounds like it's not slowing down" when bang! the car ran into me! My hand hit the hood of the car as I yelled out something like, "OH MY WORD!!!" The other pedestrians were like, "*#&$^!@" She waived an apology as she drove off to park! My leg was a little sore as I walked off to my car. I kept thinking, "Did I really just get hit by a car?!" I think I did...but at least I had some good music!