angel_luv
06-08-2006, 06:08 PM
So I was coming down I 35 North after a fairly exhausting day of running errands. I had just picked up dinner for myself and my room mate.
There had been an accident several exits up but traffic was crawling all the way back to me.
It was one of those stop and go all the way situations.
I was riding along, being alert but minding my own business when all the sudden someone rams into me from behind.
The exact words out of my mouth were: " Oh you have got to be kidding!"
I was alreading in the far right lane so pulling over, thank God was fairly simple. The impact wasn't awful. It was an SUV but he hadn't been able to go very fast. Still I was a little shaken up so I sat in the car for a second to calm down.
I just happened to glance into my rearview mirror in time to see this guy get out of his car and immediately check for damage on the front of his big, fancy car. He rubbed his front bumper , like he was petting a beloved dog or something. Seriously.
When I got out of the car, he comes up to me and says, " I didn't see you hit your breaks. I looked down for just a minute."
I told him, " The people in front of me put on their breaks, that is why I put on mine."
We then turned our attention to my bumper. He said, " I can just wipe the stuff of mine and yours looks fine. You have that rubber going on."
I looked at the bumper and it did look fine but I asked for his information just in case. I'm a girl, and was shaken up. I didn't know what I was looking for.
The guy said he would give me his information because of course it was always good to get things checked out. It was almost patronizing- like he was a third party now advising me.
He didn't have a pen so I had to get back in my car and lend him one of mine.
Oh and he had this fungus on his finger- eww!
The guy gives me his information- keep in mind he has yet to ask me if I am all right. I thanked him.
On his way back to the car he says to me," Well, good luck!"
:wtf ! No, " I'm sorry?"
Good luck!
Yea, I'll have good luck if I don't drive in front of him again anytime soon.
Goodness!
There is an eerie part to the story too.
At the Chinese restaurant where I bought dinner, they were selling these little helicopter air fresheners. (They were the one that you attach to your car air conditioner vent so the air makes the propellers move. Really cute!)
I wanted one but I didn't buy one because I suddenly remembered having my bad car accident when I was 18, shortly after having put an identical air freshener from the same restaurant in my car. :wow
Kind of crazy, huh? It was like I had a premonition. And I almost took a different route home too.
(Not because of the memory; I wanted to chose the quickest way.)
There had been an accident several exits up but traffic was crawling all the way back to me.
It was one of those stop and go all the way situations.
I was riding along, being alert but minding my own business when all the sudden someone rams into me from behind.
The exact words out of my mouth were: " Oh you have got to be kidding!"
I was alreading in the far right lane so pulling over, thank God was fairly simple. The impact wasn't awful. It was an SUV but he hadn't been able to go very fast. Still I was a little shaken up so I sat in the car for a second to calm down.
I just happened to glance into my rearview mirror in time to see this guy get out of his car and immediately check for damage on the front of his big, fancy car. He rubbed his front bumper , like he was petting a beloved dog or something. Seriously.
When I got out of the car, he comes up to me and says, " I didn't see you hit your breaks. I looked down for just a minute."
I told him, " The people in front of me put on their breaks, that is why I put on mine."
We then turned our attention to my bumper. He said, " I can just wipe the stuff of mine and yours looks fine. You have that rubber going on."
I looked at the bumper and it did look fine but I asked for his information just in case. I'm a girl, and was shaken up. I didn't know what I was looking for.
The guy said he would give me his information because of course it was always good to get things checked out. It was almost patronizing- like he was a third party now advising me.
He didn't have a pen so I had to get back in my car and lend him one of mine.
Oh and he had this fungus on his finger- eww!
The guy gives me his information- keep in mind he has yet to ask me if I am all right. I thanked him.
On his way back to the car he says to me," Well, good luck!"
:wtf ! No, " I'm sorry?"
Good luck!
Yea, I'll have good luck if I don't drive in front of him again anytime soon.
Goodness!
There is an eerie part to the story too.
At the Chinese restaurant where I bought dinner, they were selling these little helicopter air fresheners. (They were the one that you attach to your car air conditioner vent so the air makes the propellers move. Really cute!)
I wanted one but I didn't buy one because I suddenly remembered having my bad car accident when I was 18, shortly after having put an identical air freshener from the same restaurant in my car. :wow
Kind of crazy, huh? It was like I had a premonition. And I almost took a different route home too.
(Not because of the memory; I wanted to chose the quickest way.)