The other day, at work, I witnessed two people collide with
one another.
They were coming around a blind corner, neither knowing the
other was there, and they hit each other head-on, bouncing off each other and
staring, stunned, for a moment before going on their way.
Fortunately, neither was carrying a tray, lest they’d have
shattered every plate upon it.
I cannot stress this enough: I was not the person who
collided with someone else.
Nor was I the person who was hit.
In fact, I had absolutely nothing to do with this turn of
events in the slightest, there was nothing I could do to prevent it, no way I could
have warned them, and I was completely uninvolved with the actions that led to
it. I merely happened to be standing near enough to witness the collision as it
occurred.
“I’m sorry.” I said, the words escaping my mouth before I even
knew they were coming…
And that’s the most Canadian thing I’ve ever done.
I've been involved in several near-misses at work myself. I've learned to give corners a wide berth.
ReplyDeleteLOL, that was cute!
ReplyDeleteFunny!
ReplyDeleteI used to be a profuse apologizer. It came in handy at my first job - customer service.
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