Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Another Day in the Life

So I am driving along minding my own business after work. I am not very happy. I feel sorry for myself today and Dan and the situation we are in. The next round of doctor appointments for Dan is a few weeks away. His pain is worse. His balance is worse. I have alot to think about.

I picked up my phone (a very bad habit) and texted Stefanie as she had been strangely quiet today, meaning I hadn't received any text messages from the queen of texting. I feel guilty using my phone for no good reason on the expressway, so I toss it on the seat next to me.

I look over at it. It is still there. I pick it up again to see if she answered me. She did. I send a quick text. And toss it again on the seat. I look at it longingly. I pick it up. I toss it aside. I am thinking to myself that if I have an accident because of my texting I am going to be very sorry.

Suddenly all the traffic stops. I look in my rear mirror at the car behind me. Whew! I am OK. He stops. I take my foot off the brake and hit the accelerator. We stop again but not suddenly this time. Bammmmmm! He hits me. My phone flies to the floor. I tense up and haven't gone back to normal yet. Now I am mad. I pull over and get out of the car to look at my rear bumper. Scratched but not too unslightly. I expected way worse.

I look around and I seem to be alone. I had pulled off the left side of the expressway in between construction barrels. Way in the distance I see an old minivan on the right shoulder. A chubby man in a Hawaiin shirt with baggy shorts is looking at his front bumper. That has to be my guy. He gets back in his car and uses his phone.

So I get back into my car and call the police. While we are waiting for the State Police to arrive I see him trying to get my attention. He is motioning to his watch on his wrist and throwing his hands in the air. Oh no buster we aren't just going to drive off. I want him to get a ticket now. I'm pissed.

The officer came. I saw him hand the guy a ticket. And he escorted me back into the crazy traffic. I feel better but now my shoulder doesn't feel right and I'm sure I will wake up with a stiff neck. This poor little black car has been rear-ended so many times. Poor little car. Poor me.

Well, now I have something new to think about.

6 comments:

T said...

Ah Jan, I am sorry. Thank goodness YOU are ok though. Darn cell phones;)

You have a lot on your mind, with Dan and everything else going on.

One day at a time.

Hugs

K said...

I'm glad everyone is okay and that the car wasn't too badly damaged.

Jeanne said...

Boy, what a jerk. (Lucky it wasn't you that caused the accident!)

Hope your neck is feeling better!

Jan said...

My neck is feeling better. At first it felt like my head was too heavy for my neck but today it is more normal.

Far Side of Fifty said...

What a bad day, hope things will be looking up for you soon:)

bugbear said...

There is actually a good deal you can do to prevent being rear ended. Read and practice the fundamental stuff in the book "Drive to Survive" by Curt Rich if you want to make your driving life much safer.