"properly practiced, knitting soothes
and it doesn't
hurt the untroubled spirit either."
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Freaky Fridays (on Saturday)
Hey all. Sorry about delaying FF for ya, but I was down with a migraine most of yesterday and a good portion of today.
Today's FF actually is a triad belonging to my (bio)dad. He is klutzy, so you know I come by it honestly, but this Freaky Friday is really about his unbelievably bad luck for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
If I were to relate to you just one of these stories it would seem sad or scary, maybe even unbelievable. But when you get all three together, it's funny because it seems so ridiculously impossible!
A few years ago (bio)dad (hereafter known as bd) was on the bus heading to work when a guy pulled a gun and shot the man standing in front of bd on the bus. I know! Kept him off the bus for awhile, I'll tell you what!
Then, about a year later, bd was at work with another guy (working the graveyard shift), and he decided to walk outside to get some air. When he got out there, he found a man who had been stabbed in their parking lot. Naturally, when the police got there they had some questions for bd as to his whereabouts and actions before they were called. Fortunately he had a co-worker there with him who could vouch for his whereabouts. Which is unusual, because working the graveyard shift, he's usually flying solo.
THEN (oh yes, there's more) a few years ago, I was at work and somebody came into the office telling us about some madman sniper shooting at cars on the 5 freeway in Glendale (California). Uh-oh, bd lives in Glendale. Sure enough (and really, what are the odds?!) it was someone in his apartment building!!!! Because bd works the graveyard shift, he was asleep, so he missed most of the hullabaloo. Which, as it turns out, was a pretty darn good thing because one of the shots the madman fired before he started picking off cars on the freeway came right through bd's living room window and was embedded in the wall. It's still there to this day--he put a frame around it.
So, there you go. If you ever think you have it bad, think about bd and his incredibly bad, horrific and just plain crazy luck!