Monday, October 11, 2010

..and I didn't wet my pants...

So as most people don't know, because I just haven't felt like telling anyone, I was the victim of a rear-end collision. Yes, in my adult car that I've only had just over a month. The kid that hit me was 17. He was hanging out of his window waving to his friends at the bus station (you can see how much of a winner he already was), so was unable to see that I had stopped and was letting 6 people cross the street in the cross walk. He hit me, while I was stopped, going 30. I didn't even see him come up behind me. And WHAM, my sunglasses flew off my face and the half an inch of left over coffee from that morning splashed up and out over the 6 inch tall cup walls (the cup didn't dump over. That's literally how hard he hit me) and all over the front of my car. The cops came, insurace agents were called, and off I went, back to my parents house with a massive migraine (because I am pretty sure my brain detatched from my medula and bounced around in my skull) and a sore neck. After I got to my parents house, it hit me. What's the one thing my all my friends who work for insurance companies tell me?!: Wet your pants if you get hit! It's an extra $15,000  for public humiliation! I DIDN'T WET MY PANTS: ( I feel like a failure now: ( And I still have the same migraine as I did the day it happened.
I keep thinking what if's about the accident. What if I would have left an hour before, when I was supposed to instead of filling up the rest of the bulb bags for my cousin? Or what if I would have taken the freeway home and not drove through town. And then it hit me: I was put there for a reason. If I hadn't of been there, that kid probably would have plowed through the 6 people crossing the road. Man, a few thousand dollars in car repairs and a horrible migraine on my part, compared to the deaths of 6 people, heck yes I'll take that! And the fact that the scratch where I closed my car in the garage door will no longer be there after my car gets fixed; ) It feels good knowing that I may have just saved a few people's lives, and kind of opens my own eyes, especially when it comes to paying more attention while driving. Every second makes a difference when you're behind the wheel!

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