“Excuse me,” the lady coming down the ramp repeated, “But you’re not allowed to take pictures on bank property.”
I stared at her for a long second, her unexpected words swirling around in my brain, trying to be processed.
“Really??” I finally replied, unconsciously tightening the grip on my DSLR camera.
At this point, she was off the ramp and began slowly walking backwards towards the parking lot so we could continue our conversation.
“Yes,” she nodded and then smiled, “I just wanted to tell you in case someone gave you a hard time about it.”
She was still walking backwards and she motioned in the general direction of the bank as the “someone” who might give me a hard time about it.
“Oh, well, thank you,” I said, not sure who she was or what to do with the 56 illegal pictures I’d just taken on bank property.
“You’re welc–,” she began when suddenly her left foot misstepped off the edge of the sidewalk.
Immediately, she lost her balance and started wildly swinging her arms as she fell straight back with a quiet thud onto the cold winter sidewalk.
Completely shocked, I just stared at the poor woman laying on the ground.
Finally I came to myself and called, “Are you all right??!!”
She just laid there.
And completely still.
To be continued…..