It’s so stupid.
I got in my first car accident today, my fault, and I don’t even have a good story to tell.
No screeching tires
No moments of panicking doom
No blood, guts, or even whiplash.
All there was, was a patch of ice, non-responsive brakes and traction, and a broken tail light (and a dented door on my car).
So, I was called an F________ Moron when I got out of the car. And then the guy realized that the damage was kind of minimal so he fizzled.
And then we waited for the police for an hour and a half. I marked 8 papers in the interim.
The police were cheerful; they had just come from writing up 4 other accidents.
I misplaced my registration for a moment, which was more adrenaline pumping than the accident.
I’m driving like a grandma hunched over the wheel.
Good thing I’m leaving to Florida tomorrow night.
I might not be around much the next two weeks, I’m going to be in Florida, then Israel. Visit my archives, and comment!