File this one under "when weird shit happens, I'm around". I was working at my second job this morning when and old man gets hit by a car on the street the store fronts to, one of the other guys rushes outside and the cashier working next to me calls 911 and tells them that an old man got hit in front of the store, the driver of the car stopped and the old man is down. Right after she gets off the phone, the old man gets up and walks into the store, acting like nothing had happened. He proceeds to get in my line, cashes in $4 worth of winning lottery tickets and asks to buy $4 lottery tickets with the winnings. We ask if he's ok, and in a grumpy snarl he says, "I'm FINE." the other cashier tells him that we called the paramedics and they are on their way, the old man goes, "Tell 'em to leave me the hell alone." and walks out of the store just as the ambulance, fire truck and a few police cars show up. He slips away unnoticed, out the front window walking around the side of the store to the back. The best part is for the next hour or so cops kept showing up at the store and going, "Did someone call the police?" - and we had to recite the entire story to them.