On the way home I stopped to pick up a test result for my check-up. (I go back to the cardiologist tomorrow.) The clinic is next to a bank, so since there’s no parking at the clinic and it was after hours, I parked in front of the bank.
As I returned to the car, I stepped around a puddle of water, started to squeeze through a pillar and the front of the bank where I was parked. Except that that space wasn’t a hangover for the entrance. It was part of the bank.
I ran smack dab into a pane of glass, walloped my forehead, rattled my teeth, and banged my knee.
I had been watching the puddle, and when I glanced at the space between the pillar and the wall, there was no red stripe, no reflection to tell me there was glass there.
If there was a video outside the bank, I’m going to appear on one of those websites where people do stupid things.
Now the doc will really find something wrong with me tomorrow.