the health food gods decided to punish me this afternoon when i said yes to walking the 1 block that it takes to get from work to the golden arches for an ice cream treat.
when my co-worker and i strolled out of our building there was no rain. just a lot of dark clouds.
i with my ice cream cone and he with his sundae and hamburger, we walked out of the golden arches and it was ever so slightly raining; very light stuff.
my co-worker and i even commented on the people huddled by the door to said arches saying that they were wimps.
but immediately after our comments, the rain became exponentially greater and harder. we got stuck at the middle of the intersection and was just pelted with rain. i couldn't even open my eyes.
i had already eaten most of my cone and was holding it precariously with two fingers. his bag o' burger was entirely soaked. the both of us couldn't do anything but face away from the direction of the downpour and just laugh.
we ran back to the building and was greeted by the resident PR person who asked to take a picture of our dripping bodies for the company newsletter.
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