Well, I know all of you were wondering when my karma was going to come around and bite me in the ass for -ACCIDENTALLY- ripping off Dunkin' Donuts. Well the wait is over. I'm pretty sure I got my fill of what-goes-around-comes-around yesterday.
After meeting with a friendly vendor downtown last night I hopped in a cab with my sister and headed back to our office on 57th and Madison. I arrived in NYC yesterday morning so I had all of my luggage with me. I decided to just leave the luggage at the office instead of trucking downtown with a suitcase and I'd just pick it up on the way back to Shana's apartment. We hopped in the cab and told the cabbie of our plan and how it would take just three minutes for me to grab my stuff so would he mind just circling the block.
"Why would I circle the block? That's stupid. I'll just park outside and wait."
"Oh...well ok then!" Perfect!
Our cab sidled up to the left near corner of 57th and Madison, right across from the IBM building. It was spitting rain all day yesterday. I hopped out of the cab and stepped right into a puddle.
"AH FUCK!" I didn't realize that my nice black pashmina was on my lap so when I looked down at my shoe to assess the water damage I saw that I was also submerging my pash in the puddle.
"UGH!" I picked up my soggy scarf and chucked it into the backseat on top of my sister.
Finally on the sidewalk I started to walk quickly to the office. I only had three minutes! It was still spitting rain and I was wearing heels. All of a sudden my right heel got caught in the sidewalk, but my foot kept walking forward. My foot landed on the slippery cement and I couldn't catch my footing so I did a split right there on Madison Avenue in front of the IBM building and God.
After I peeled myself and my dignity up off the ground I hobbled back to where my shoe was stuck in the sidewalk. This was when I noticed that the top of my right big toe was gushing blood. Apparently when my foot came flying out of my heel so did the top portion of my big toe. The flap of skin was still attached to the edge of the shoe.
"Awesome," I muttered to myself. "This sucks!"
I made it to the office and back to the taxi in one piece. And I think bodily damage more than makes up for the $1.57 that I owe my neighborhood Dunkin' Donuts.