And then I got hit by a car.

On purpose--I mean, I didn't get hit on purpose, but the driver hit me with intention.

I was standing in the Costco parking lot with RS pres Sarah after purchasing food for an activity. Sarah was putting the groceries in the car (because I am an invalid), and I was leaning up against the back of the car with the cart in front of me.

An old man in a white Cadillac pulled up into the stall behind our car and just sat there with his engine still on.   We assumed he wanted our space or something. But then he rolled down his window and started telling us to move our cart out of his way. Seeing that we only had two items left in the cart, we told him to 'just hold on a minute.'

Apparently he didn't have a minute.

So he just pulled forward, ran into our cart which ran into me, and pinned my injured body against the car.

Then he got out of the car and proceeded with his business like nothing had happened. So a lady who was down a few stalls from us got out of her car and started screaming at him and swearing up a storm. He yelled back at her a little bit, but basically he just got some pots out of his trunk and walked into the store.

Sarah and I just stood there. Shocked and confused. I kind of wanted to pop the guys tires or key his car. Fortunately for him, we are nice people. So we just went home.

But at this point, I'm pretty sure Canada is trying to kill me.