Long version. Well. Today Wendy needed a ride to the Mount Pleasant community center to write some tests. I'm imagining all you Calgarians to be cringing right about now. What should of been a 20-30 min drive took 2 hours. This isn't specifically relevant to my bastardishness, but the point is, I was out driving today.
After her first test, Wendy had some time to kill so we drove over to North Hill mall, and by this point the snow had cleared up, was melting and was leaving ginormous puddles everywhere. While driving behind the mall in the curb lane, I saw what I judged to be a small puddle, not big enough to cause any unsuspecting peds a problem. *bzzzt* Wrong. I hit the puddle, it then occurring to me that it was much bigger than I had thought. Two things then happened, my peripheral vision thought it registered a ped in the splash zone, and another ped about 15' further down the road well out of the splash zone and facing towards me had a look of utter horror on his face.
Oops. *cackles*



