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So, this morning I was downtown handing out resumes. It was raining a bit. I didn't have my iPod due to my earphones shuffling the mortal coil some two weeks ago. Lame.
And, silly me, with no excuse at hand, just about walked into traffic. And guess what almost hit me.
A tank.
No, actually. A military tank, with soldiers in full uniform on it and everything. And you know, given that the city is host to a big fucking military base, you'd think that I'd be more aware of the military vehicles. But still.
I nearly got hit by a god damn tank. Only me.
And, silly me, with no excuse at hand, just about walked into traffic. And guess what almost hit me.
A tank.
No, actually. A military tank, with soldiers in full uniform on it and everything. And you know, given that the city is host to a big fucking military base, you'd think that I'd be more aware of the military vehicles. But still.
I nearly got hit by a god damn tank. Only me.