Poor Risk Assessment

Last night I saw a man (I think it was a man) practically asking to have his life taken away.

I was driving home last night just before 8:30. It wasn't completely dark out, but enough that playing next to (or on) the highway was probably not a good idea. Probably really not a good idea. Traffic was pretty busy for that time of night, and I noticed up ahead that next to all the oncoming traffic was a single unmoving light. It looked like a motorcycle, and I figured someone had just pulled off the road for some reason.

As I got closer, I saw stuff scattered all over my side of the road, and before I could figure out what it was, I noticed a person standing along the right edge of the road (on the opposite side of the road as the motorcycle). If you've never had a person appear out of nowhere, right in front of your car, in the dark.. well, it's kind of frightening. So now I had to move over to give him room, and avoid whatever the hell was all over the road.

I managed both.

But looking in my rearview-mirror, I saw a mighty *fwooosh* of papers flying in the air and scattering further on the road and realized what it was that I had just swerved to avoid hitting. This guy must have dropped a bunch of paper while he was riding, and was now playing a real-life version of Frogger, trying to reclaim whatever these papers were.

What could be on those dozens of sheets of paper that someone would risk their life for them?

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  1. sparx said,

    There was nothing on the news, and the were no papers anywhere along the road today, so I'm guessing the guy succeeded… but… DAYUM!

    August 20, 2008 @ 5:54 pm

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