this morning #949.

this morning, while rounding the corner on my way to the elevator, we LITERALLY walked right into one another. no injuries except for the donut i dropped in the collision. she let out a rousing “OH MY. I’M SO SORRY.” i looked down at my donut & responded with an “i donut know what i’m going to eat for breakfast now.” she smiled & eye rolled & reached into her backpack & pulled out a granola bar for me, mumbled something about having to run. before i had a chance to get my act together & ask her name & number, she’d done just that. ran down the stairs & out of my day. we’d just had the most monumental meet-cute since the wedding planner. it’ll be a shame if it goes to waste.