BAM!

My drive home from work, today, started out like most other days in the recent past. I got in my car, started it, rolled the window down to cool it as it was Africa hot in there, and began to head home.

I slowed down as I approached a red light on sixth street. Before I came to a stop, it happened.

A loud and quick BAM….
Droplets of dark liquid suddenly decorated the inside of my windshield…
The side of my face was wet……..

“what in the name of jim-bob just happened?”

Plop…plop…plop
The dark liquid fell from the ceiling of the car onto my head and arm.

It was then that I realized that a can of diet coke had just exploded.

It had been placed in a plastic bag that morning and forgotten about on the passenger seat, never making it’s destination of the refrigerator in the break room.

The liquid that did not find it’s way onto my windshield, ceiling, or body pooled in the passenger seat. I sopped it up with a light jacket I had in the back seat and then examined the can.

The damn top popped right off!

Much like this…


For a split second, it scared the hell out of me. Then, I realized I was pretty lucky it happened when I was almost stopped. I can’t imagine what would happen if it popped while I was speeding down mopac.