dim sum death

this morning i was nearly run over by a dim sum cart. i was walking by a restaurant just opening for the day, and a short chinese woman with heavy duty gloves up to her elbows was cleaning the cart out with a hose. just as i passed, the latch that was holding the wheeled cart in place snapped off, and it lurched towards me. i froze, eyes wide as sesame buns. the woman dropped the hose, which started flailing wildly, and she was screaming NO NO NO NO NO!!! 2 men in a van ran out to help her get it back to the top of the sidewalk and relatch it. luckily, i regained my senses and hopped out of the way, and the three of them were able to prevent the cart from rolling into the street. a dim sum disaster. being run over by a dim sum cart would have been a silly way to die, although i guess it's unlikely i would have been killed, just maimed. shrimp shumaimed. and then they might have offered free dim sum for the rest of my life or the world's largest pork bun. mmm.

my morning brush with death had me in a weird state the entire way to the office. when i got off the elevator, i ran into our IT guy, who looked like the sky was falling and he was the official sky-catcher. our network went down again yesterday, and so we all spent the day cleaning our desks and avoiding jason. i'm guessing he had to stay ridiculously late last night to get everything back up and running, as he always does whenever the network dies. he must be feeling pretty frazzled and irritated right now. like everything is going wrong. like he's the only one who can fix anything, and everyone keeps calling him and asking him to do every little thing... man. if anyone has a reason to go postal, it's him. which is why tomorrow, i'm bringing him some sticky rice.