I feel like I am in this movie. Yesterday I had my second near-death experience in 3 weeks. I was at H's office for Thursday lunch, took a bite that didn't go down all the way, and tried to wash it down with a sip of soda. The soda shot right back up, and all of a sudden I'm choking and gagging in front of all 250 of H's coworkers. It took everyone, idk, probably a few seconds but it felt like longer, to realize how bad it was. I couldn't breathe or talk. Then just as one guy was about to start the heimlich I managed to swallow and was fine. So the universe keeps throwing freak accidents at me, and I'd like it to stop. I will be keeping my distance from elevator shafts For the near future.