So I had a pretty epic night that started out with a really lame ending to a long work day.
I started work at 5, knowing the new Fast and Furious movie was out, especially having seen it earlier this morning at 10 AM, wasn't expecting much business. Well, the shows ended up selling out, every showing, in every theater Fast and Furious was in. Somewhere in between there were these two groups of kids that started arguing in a theater, so we kicked them out. I was outside patrolling the lot when I saw them obstruction traffic. I whipped out my MAG light, focused the beam right on them, and yelled across the lot for them to get out of the street. I had to yell at them quite a bit before they finally wandered off the lot, still in the middle of the street (an intersection this time), and calling me and my flashlight, "Bitchass." When the fourth showing of Fast and Furious sold out in a row, we ended up extending business hours to accommodate for an 11:15 showing of the movie, which I had to stick around for. Oh well, no big deal, I got hold of some friends and gave them dollar passes to go see it.
After work I joined my friends in the theater to watch the rest of the movie, and afterwards we took my car to some pretty cool spots. One spot with a quiet off-road view of the city, and another park on one of the lakes of the isthmus. There we ended up walking around on a pier for a bit before we decide to go somewhere else. Walking back though, I jokingly made an offer of $1 if they hit one of the ducks in the water with a rock. I throw the rock I'm holding out into the lake, and accidentally nailed one of the ducks, I felt so bad for being mean to the duck, even though I know it's going to be just fine.
A little bit farther back on the pier on the way back to the car, I saw a boat dock that was probably sitting 6 feet from the pier, made another joking offer to make the jump for $1. I decide to try it in a spot where there's a bridge covering the gap in between the dock and pier. Anyways, I get a running start, jump, totally land on the pier meaning I would have made the jump, but in my thinking I made a fatal plan error. I realized after I landed that I was still moving forward from the momentum of the jump. I tried to catch myself but I just totally slid into the water instead. I wasn't too worried other than the fact I had my cell phone in my pocket, but I remembered people who have dropped their phone into the lake, not in a pocket, for several minutes, and still be fine after it dried out after a few days. So I stopped worrying about that. I hopped myself out of the nice refreshing but not too cold water, into the mildly windy 30 degree air. Luckily I had my work clothes with me, so I just took off my soaked clothes, and changed into my work clothes. My wet clothes are still sitting in my car, will probably take care of that tomorrow. The only thing that sucks is that I probably won't have a phone till Sunday or Monday, or if I have to replace it, the screen was already cracked and leaking fluid preventing the screen from displaying right, so it'd be no big loss.