I went out with a guy from the store, on the way cleaned the wallet in the bag, looking forward. I did not see a man walking across the corner on me with a bandage of tubes on my shoulder. The guy moved me away so I’t get those tubes in the eye. The further dialogue:
I: Thank you, but imagine you’t have time to pull it away and he’d kick my eye out! Would you leave me then?
He said, “I’d first cut out your second eye so you’t see where I’m running.”