The adjacent red hand begins to blink and the building crowd begins to lean in unison toward a burst onto the crosswalk. Wait for it... wait. Wait...Yes! I take half a step forward and before my numb left foot can hit the pavement, something hits the right side of my body. A stupid delivery bike guy plows his stupid delivery bike basket into my unassuming shoulder and down I go. He's going the wrong way on a one way and to make matters worse, he simply glances back with a sheepish grin and rides into the night.
That warm couch doesn't seem as comforting with a bruised shin.