It's called a S-T-O-P sign for a reason people!
You guessed it. That's my poor little Passat up there smashed in. At 3:30 CST a 20-year-old kid, driving an O'rielly's Auto Parts truck, wasn't smart enough to read those red octagonal signs that instruct you to stop. Wait let me say that louder, STOP!
Today I was hit by a kid who couldn't read or follow basic traffic law. I'm drained and I want to go to sleep. I'm sure it's all the adrenaline that's now left my system, which is leaving me feeling so tired.
The thing that amazed me was how cavalier this kid was. He could have cared less than he hit me. He made it seem like it was my fault that he pulled out from a stop sign and ran into the side of my car. How stupid does he think the police officer was? There was no damage to the front of my car, so when he said, "She came out of nowhere!" it wasn't a likely story. Especially when it was clear he had run into my passenger door and scraped up the side of my car.
My husband, my white knight in shining armor, which was a gunmetal grey VW, rode to my assistance. The huge blessings I received today:
**That young 'could care less' kid drove away with a huge fat ticket! Cha-ching!
**My dealership gave me a loaner for a couple of days till I get my rental.
**My back is hurt...but nothing is broken.
**I got some quality one on one time with my hubby. We ate Mexican food until the tow truck picked up my poor Passat, and I drank a margarita that tasted like Lysol. (Yes it was a little hole in the wall, but it was a date with my husband and I enjoyed every minute of it....even if I drank Lysol sip by sip.)
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But your hubby had the right idea with the silver lining of the day!! :)
Terri, thanks for the sweet comment. It's really not that hard to see the good stuff when you start practicing it...it becomes second nature. Trust me there are days when I have to make a point of it, b/c I don't wanna... but we all have those days.
Lysol? My husbands favorite Chinese restaurant in town smells like lysol. I only agree to go there if my nose is stuffed up. But their Margaritas don't taste like it =o
Off topic!
Praise God you and the kid are Okay! Hopefully he will have learned a lesson after he thinks about it and goes through the consequences...hopefully ;-)
I doubt the Lysol-rita was very tasty either.
Hang in there. :-)
(Senora Patron - drinkin' and buzzin' on a Friday nite.)
P.S. hopefully, besides your temper, i hope you didn't get hurt!
Dkaye...LOL...cute! My temper subsided pretty quickly. I probably sounded madder in the post than I really was. I was actually just dumb founded at his complete lack of awareness or caring.
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I can't believe that kid wasn't shaken up at all! Leads me to believe this wasn't his first accident! Jerk!
I'd have drank the Lysol too! A date with hubby is priceless! :-)
I'm glad you're okay.
I think I've been to that hole in the wall before :-)
We all must promise NOT to raise apathetic kids!
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"Margarita Mom"
The Mexican food - and even the Lysol - sound like a great way to recover!
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The aftermath sounded great...Mexican and a margarita...very nice :)
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Glad you're okay!
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Happy Tuesday!