I got into a car accident this morning. Though it was troublesome, it was kinda hilarious in it’s own way. I mean how many times you got into an accident where the victim, suspect, helper, and watcher, are all enrolled in the same school? It was really a coincidence, we had a bit of an awkward moment when the conversation started like:
The father: Go to your school health room now, it’s close.
Me: Where do you go to school, let me take you there.
The daughter: There, 28 Senior High.
Me: …*thinking*…*thinking harder*…oh…actually I’m your senior.
See, this world is so small, so narrow. She happened to be in the sophomore year while I’m in my senior year, it makes perfect sense that I didn’t know her before…