If you don't get the post title now, you will in a second when I tell you this: I got run over by a car.
Yes, that's right, I was run over by a car. I was doing parking lot duties at work today, and dreading it. It was raining off and on, and I was under this ridiculous-looking yellow poncho. So, anyway, about 20 minutes after my last break, I was pushing six carts up a hill. A Ford Explorer pulled up behind me and stopped, waiting for me to get the carts up. Suddenly, the carts went backwards. At the same time, the car went forwards. End result: the car stops right on my left foot.
The security guard saw this happen and called an MIC out. Three managers (an MIC, a CCS, and the CCM on the floor at the time) bolted out the front door as I was hobbling to the door to sit. Maria, the MIC, had me sit down and take my shoe and sock off while Alison, the CCS, grabbed me an ice pack and some paper towels. A.J., the CCM, was running the store at the time, but was constantly in and out of the cart area where I was to check on me. The paramedics were called, as were the cops, and after a checkup, I was told that there could be a break, but it's not very likely, as I'm still able to walk on it, wiggle my toes, and put pressure on it.
The driver of the Explorer (who exchanged info with me) was incredibly apologetic, and I know he sincerely didn't mean to do it, so no charges were filed. I wasn't going to hold it against the guy just because I lost control of some carts for a split second. Anywho, as a result, I got sent home early with the full days pay. I'm actually still getting paid for the next ten minutes as of this writing.
We'll see how my foot feels tomorrow, but I think I'll be just peachy.
