in which I run to our local rec center from the parking lot in the rain with my sandals on, only to have one come flying off of the back of my foot, while I fall forward and magically stop myself from making a complete fool of myself by falling flat on my face.
Somehow, I managed to catch myself, but then I couldn't find my shoe. Until the guy behind me, who witnessed the whole thing and had a huge smile on his face, found it for me in the gutter.
Yeah. It's good to be me!