Near Death Experience
Disclaimer: this does not constitute a journal or other such choreographically records of my life.
So, I left DJ's Dugout the other night, for which I had mostly been there to nurse a beer and leech their wifi. But some genius decided it was a great idea to announce $2 Captain Morgan drinks till last call. The Captain and I are very good friends so I had to go at least say hello.
Now, I'm not a drinker, but I am Irish and can handle myself. A beer and 2 rum and cokes does not make a drunk me. But I left at last call, and the zipper on my bag wouldn't cooperate... prolly cause I've been over filling it (is taking donations for backpacks btw). So it completely came off the teeth and I'm like fuck. It's about a mile home and I am not in the mood for cradling 30ish pounds like a baby for a mile.
Friends had told me about dumpster in Heartland of America park for cardboard which was a safe place to crash if one needed to. I never took the opportunity. Didn't want to mess with cops or incite something worthy for the next BumFights DVD. But I'd been up a LONG time and needed a place to crash for a bit. So I did. Talk about luck.
I'm not sure where or when I woke up, but I was inside the truck, occasionally being crushed. When I realized that this was life or death, I clawed my way up to the top and banged on the cowl over the cab.
Cops and medical were called. The Council Bluffs cops were pretty cool. I didn't brake a law per-se. I refused medical because nothing was inoperable (a possible mistake) and the manager for that route took me back home, with the promise they'd do what they could to recover all my stuff.
The next day, he delivers all my stuff minus one library book. If there had been trash in the truck, they would have compressed it more often and tighter... I would have died.
Now don't give me shit about making poor choices. That doesn't preclude the fact the driver should have banged the lid a couple times at least before picking up a dumpster, cardboard at that, in an area with a high homeless populations. The whole thing is stupid, but I almost died. There ya go.
So, I left DJ's Dugout the other night, for which I had mostly been there to nurse a beer and leech their wifi. But some genius decided it was a great idea to announce $2 Captain Morgan drinks till last call. The Captain and I are very good friends so I had to go at least say hello.
Now, I'm not a drinker, but I am Irish and can handle myself. A beer and 2 rum and cokes does not make a drunk me. But I left at last call, and the zipper on my bag wouldn't cooperate... prolly cause I've been over filling it (is taking donations for backpacks btw). So it completely came off the teeth and I'm like fuck. It's about a mile home and I am not in the mood for cradling 30ish pounds like a baby for a mile.
Friends had told me about dumpster in Heartland of America park for cardboard which was a safe place to crash if one needed to. I never took the opportunity. Didn't want to mess with cops or incite something worthy for the next BumFights DVD. But I'd been up a LONG time and needed a place to crash for a bit. So I did. Talk about luck.
I'm not sure where or when I woke up, but I was inside the truck, occasionally being crushed. When I realized that this was life or death, I clawed my way up to the top and banged on the cowl over the cab.
Cops and medical were called. The Council Bluffs cops were pretty cool. I didn't brake a law per-se. I refused medical because nothing was inoperable (a possible mistake) and the manager for that route took me back home, with the promise they'd do what they could to recover all my stuff.
The next day, he delivers all my stuff minus one library book. If there had been trash in the truck, they would have compressed it more often and tighter... I would have died.
Now don't give me shit about making poor choices. That doesn't preclude the fact the driver should have banged the lid a couple times at least before picking up a dumpster, cardboard at that, in an area with a high homeless populations. The whole thing is stupid, but I almost died. There ya go.
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