I can’t remember what I did yesterday. Today is Tuesday…oh, I went through more edits on my big story. I was sitting in my car, on the passenger side, so I could type on my laptop while on the phone. I’d left the coffee shop because I didn’t want everyone overhearing my conversation. So top secret, right.
Then I saw a guy on a bike get doored by a guy wearing a suit, he had a real nice car, on Milwaukee Avenue. I watched the scene, and my editor asked if I needed to go out and help, but everything seemed to be taken care of. He told me to be careful not to door anyone. I told him that I was sitting on the passenger side, so if anything, I might accidentally door a pedestrian.