Apparently I am a magnet for weird events. If you haven't read it yet, you should read my post titled "welcome to the city..." right here.
The second weird event happened Monday. It was my first day of work and it had been a great day. The people I'm working with are great. It's a diverse group of people and many different backgrounds including Venezuela, The Philippines, Hong Kong, China, and Alaska. (I feel like Alaska is cool enough to make the list.) I came home, then went for a 4-mile run along the Bay. Beautiful...sunny...windy. It was perfect. So before I continue I should mention that the street I live on is one of the steepest blocks in San Francisco. I honestly think it is classified within the steepest 15 streets in the city. So I was walking up my block to my apartment and noticed the big brown UPS truck was parked outside the entrance to my apartment. As I got closer I noticed the truck was driving away, except the motion was more jerky than as if it was being driven...and the driver was missing. No joke. The UPS truck was rolling down one of the steepest streets in San Francisco. I was literally breathless as my heart sank in preparation of witnessing a devastating crash as this rogue truck bulleted down the hill. The guy had forgotten to turn the wheels into the curb since he was facing down hill. IDIOT.
Luckily the wheels were scraping the curb all the way down which kept it from plummeting full-force down the hill. Instead it was more of a slow-motion death roll (in my mind). I started praying that nothing would happen, which didn't seem likely since the cross street at the bottom of the block was hustling with traffic. God heard me because there was a lull in cars right as the truck plunged into the intersection (which is flat) and came to a stop in the middle. Tires screeched and traffic was abruptly halted. I sprinted down the hill and was prepared to do something to keep it from rolling down the next city block but another man hopped in just before me. I think my heart stopped beating as I prepared to witness a horrible crash, but everything was alright.
My roommates say I must be a magnet for these happenings, because they have lived here for a year and never been near any of these type of events. Lord only knows what's next.
Until then, I'll leave you with a photo or two...this is the view I have from my training in my office building!
Looking out towards the
Golden Gate Bridge - off to the left,
Looking out at the bay
and Treasure Island.
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