He stopped by the post office on the way to the gym and he was in a hurry. For some reason, he decided to go inside instead of dropping the letters in the drive-through box. He was dressed for swimming and the Crocs he was wearing on his feet had very run-down heels on both sides.
As he headed back to his car outside, he hurried and didn’t notice that the decorative bricks in the sidewalk were slightly convex. His toe caught on one of them. The toe stayed still while the rest of him kept going. He landed on his nose and forehead. Since his wallet and phone were still locked in the car in the lot, they didn’t go to the hospital with him in the ambulance and he couldn’t remember his home phone or my cell number.
The hospital had our old number on record. Thus it was the police who had to find my number and contact me.