Category Archives: going to hell

I was com­ing out of my build­ing at the end of work one day this week, and as I breached the cor­ner of our entry­way, I was nearly run over by a blind man wield­ing his cane like a joust­ing lance, and hold­ing a cell­phone to his ear with the hand not bran­dish­ing his lance.

So help me, all I could think was “he’d bet­ter put that phone down and watch where he’s going.”

Yep, hell.