I just got socked in the stomach while running to catch the metro. I saw it in slow motion – I was casually walking from the orange line downstairs at L’Enfant Plaza to transfer to the green line upstairs. As I came up the escalator, I saw that my train was on the platform. So what did I do? Run of course. Except this guy wasn’t watching where he was going as he was walking my way. He turned quickly to yell something to someone behind him, not realizing that his hand was flinging out in fist position during the process. Enter Sara, running haphazardly to catch the train. Socked, and hard, in the stomach. So much so that I let out a loud “UMPH!” sound. Needless to say, I still kept running. And missed the train.
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