Flaneur wrote:Little detail from my day yesterday: I nearly got shot. I was standing in a bus shelter at the corner of Fulton and Damen, 9:30 or so last night. I hear a little pop no louder than a firecracker from a passing car, and the middle of the three plexiglass columns at the back of the shelter shatters in a fraction of a second. But hey! I live to see more little details today!

P.S. After not getting shot, I try calling my two closest friends, and they are on the phone with each other and not picking up until I call again the third time. I hardly ever interrupt calls to take another call, but now I will do so if the person calls back three times in a row.

Holy shit.

Congratulations on not getting capped.

I think the 'repeated call is important' thing has seeped into general use.

I am often unreachable on my mobile phone. This is b/c I do not answer it if I am doing something else. If I was compelled to answer it, then I probably would not have one.

connor wrote:And these are fucking baby boomers we are talking about! People born in Truman's presidency! You'd think they'd be a little too crusty for such flakey, techno-savvy behavior!

silly connor, the boomer me-me-me attitude is indeed present in your parents' poor social skills, because they're spoiled brats who never had any harships growing up. my father does the exact same thing, with the loud ringer and the yelling into the phone in the middle of a restaurant. but, you see, they're ENTITLED to do whateverthefuck they want to do, wheneverthefuck they want to do it, and if that means distancing themselves from the lives of their loved ones so they can gab with fellow losers, then by god they're going to talk the SHIT out of each other (that sounds messy) whenever they feel like it. because they're boomers. they're entitled to it.

and to the forum member who had their "unshot status" challenged by a crazed gunman, i applaud your survival. way to keep your unshot status intact!

Eric, I am truly glad that you didn't get popped.



Salut!

Holy fuck, Flaneur. Congratulations on not getting whacked, indeed.

Flaneur wrote:Little detail from my day yesterday: I nearly got shot. I was standing in a bus shelter at the corner of Fulton and Damen, 9:30 or so last night. I hear a little pop no louder than a firecracker from a passing car, and the middle of the three plexiglass columns at the back of the shelter shatters in a fraction of a second. But hey! I live to see more little details today!

P.S. After not getting shot, I try calling my two closest friends, and they are on the phone with each other and not picking up until I call again the third time. I hardly ever interrupt calls to take another call, but now I will do so if the person calls back three times in a row.

Nice work. You really dodged a bullet that time.

Flaneur wrote:Little detail from my day yesterday: I nearly got shot. I was standing in a bus shelter at the corner of Fulton and Damen, 9:30 or so last night. I hear a little pop no louder than a firecracker from a passing car, and the middle of the three plexiglass columns at the back of the shelter shatters in a fraction of a second. But hey! I live to see more little details today!

So, to get this straight, they were aiming at you and missed, or you were just a bystander? Sounds like the former.

Good lord man, so glad you're OK!
How scary.
Are you doing OK today?

There's a good chance this won't happen twice in a lifetime, though, so let's hope karma does it's job.

Jeez! Really...so glad you got lucky.

-A

Ty Webb wrote:Holy shit!

burun wrote:Holy shit!

tmidgett wrote:Holy shit.

Maurice wrote:Holy fuck,

haha.

Flaneur wrote:Little detail from my day yesterday: I nearly got shot.

Cripes! It's stories like this that give us non-Americans the impressions of America that we have. Except it's usually catchily-edited, reverbed-out gunshotted, nu-metal soundtracked steadicam impressions. But good to hear that you came to no harm.
In other news, my kid sister rang to me not an hour ago (on my mobile telephone, no less) to tell me I'll be an uncle 'round about June/July. Such news prompted the opening of a bottle of wine I had knocking around for just such an occasion... chin chin!

what alex says... were they trying to kill you.. or just shooting.. in the general direction.. of some people. jesus fucking christ, this is fucked up.


today, for the first time in three days, i am able to get up from a chair or a bad and walk almost like a normal person - i was moving like a cripple cause the right above the ass section of my backbone has been aching like hell, i have no idea what it is, but if it won't go away i will have to see a doctor.

6079smith wrote:In other news, my kid sister rang to me not an hour ago (on my mobile telephone, no less) to tell me I'll be an uncle 'round about June/July. Such news prompted the opening of a bottle of wine I had knocking around for just such an occasion... chin chin!

That is fantastic news, 6079smith. I am an uncle for four years now and it has enriched my life considerably.

Flaneur, 6079smith, have one on me. Cheers!

EDIT: The first year I had a cell phone I busted my kneecap while skiing in Norway. The thing was total slush puppy (the kneecap, I mean). I couldn't move or anything. I shudder to think what could've happened had I not been able to call in an emergency chopper at that point. I'm not at all keen on cell phones and regularly leave the house without one, but for obvious reasons, I cannot really hate them (though on the other hand, the only reason I went out on my own was because I had one).