Oct 21, 2006 23:09
So here's a fun anecdote for everyone.
Bill left this morning for a week long trip to the new Wegmans store opening in Warrington, Pennsylvania. I stayed at his house to catch some extra Zzzs, and when I woke up, I was famished. So, I decided to stop at Tim Horton's for a quick bite to eat on my way back to school.
However, my journey was shortlived. Mostly because I'm a dumbass. So, Tim Horton's decides to put assloads of cream cheese on one side of the bagel, and none on the other, so dumb me is trying to eat and drive and scrape cream cheese of my bagel and I rearended someone. Both my airbags deployed and the passenger one broke my windshield. It looked like someone's head went through it.
Luckily no one was really hurt, in fact, I took the brunt of it, which I suppose is well deserved. The airbag burned my left thumb due to where my hand was on the steering wheel, and it clipped my bottom lip and my neck. Other than a minor headache and a throbbing thumb, I'm totally fine.
My car, on the other hand, is another story. It got towed to a place in Irondequoit where it will sit until I can figure out what to do with it. My uncle said that since both airbags deployed, and they cost about $1200 a piece, I will probaby have to junk my car. I'm not really sure what I will do if I have to junk my car, seeing as I have to drive to work almost every day and I drive to Bill's a million times a week.
To make matters worse, about four hours after my accident, some lady in a Lexus sideswiped Bill in Pennsylvania. She did about $6000 of damage to his car and his ribs and head hurt. Luckily we're both okay, but I just wish we weren't in different states for an entire week. It's hard to have something fairly traumatic happen to both of us the same day and be so far away from each other. Aaaaand on top of all that, my sister totaled her car about 5 days ago.
What the hell? Seriously?
I hate my life right now. Between money, and school, this was certainly not needed.
This quote from the paramedic today just about sums it up:
P: What do you take the Citalopram for?
Me: Anxiety
P: Oh, well I guess you didn't really need this then, did you?
Yeah, pry not.