Bad Day in Strange Way
So this morning has sucked pretty bad already. I was running late, got in the car and realized I had no gas. So I stopped at Sam's Exxon and got gas/liter of water for the ride to work and got to it.
For some stupid reason I decided to take Rt. 9. On Rt 9 in Westboro my lunch (including a poorly packed salad flew off the passenger seat and was dripping salad vinegar on my floor. When we stopped, I reached over to pick it up, my foot slipped off the brake and I rear-ended the shiny new Altima in front of me.
So we pulled over and got out, there's no damage to my car and some little scuffs on her bumper. I say "there's not that much damage, but let me go grab a pen and I'll give you all my information." Because really, what else am I going to do? It's totally my fault and there is slight damage to her car.
She GRABS my arm as I'm walking to get a pen and practically tears it off my body and says in an accent that I didn't realize she had "No, it's ok. Forget it."
And she gets in her car and speeds away. Um..lady, I hit YOU. So I don't know if she didn't have insurance, or she didn't want to talk to the cops or it really wasn't that big of a deal...but I definitely got lucky..There was definitely more scuffage to her bumper then mine.
I was so late for work it wasn't even funny.
However, tonight Steve & I are going to go get some sun at the Worcester Tornadoes game :o) $6, can't go wrong.
Addendum (Because Cassie loves that word..)
Now I am sure that God hates me.
I went to the bathroom ('cause I drank a liter of water in the car this morning) and I'm sitting there, only one in there and all of a sudden there's this creaking and a SQUIRREL fell through the drop ceiling into the bathroom. (Not right above my stall, but in the main sink area) The bathroom is not that big. 3 stalls, 2 sinks.
I screamed so loud that people came running.
So the squirrel ran around the bathroom squeaking. While I tried to finish peeing. (Nope, couldn't wash my hands, sorry..Rabies kills.) Then I had to try to get out of the stall without stepping on/infuriating this squirrel.
Trapped the squirrel in the bathroom and now they're trying to get it out.
It's been a really awful day and it's barely 11.
For some stupid reason I decided to take Rt. 9. On Rt 9 in Westboro my lunch (including a poorly packed salad flew off the passenger seat and was dripping salad vinegar on my floor. When we stopped, I reached over to pick it up, my foot slipped off the brake and I rear-ended the shiny new Altima in front of me.
So we pulled over and got out, there's no damage to my car and some little scuffs on her bumper. I say "there's not that much damage, but let me go grab a pen and I'll give you all my information." Because really, what else am I going to do? It's totally my fault and there is slight damage to her car.
She GRABS my arm as I'm walking to get a pen and practically tears it off my body and says in an accent that I didn't realize she had "No, it's ok. Forget it."
And she gets in her car and speeds away. Um..lady, I hit YOU. So I don't know if she didn't have insurance, or she didn't want to talk to the cops or it really wasn't that big of a deal...but I definitely got lucky..There was definitely more scuffage to her bumper then mine.
I was so late for work it wasn't even funny.
However, tonight Steve & I are going to go get some sun at the Worcester Tornadoes game :o) $6, can't go wrong.
Addendum (Because Cassie loves that word..)
Now I am sure that God hates me.
I went to the bathroom ('cause I drank a liter of water in the car this morning) and I'm sitting there, only one in there and all of a sudden there's this creaking and a SQUIRREL fell through the drop ceiling into the bathroom. (Not right above my stall, but in the main sink area) The bathroom is not that big. 3 stalls, 2 sinks.
I screamed so loud that people came running.
So the squirrel ran around the bathroom squeaking. While I tried to finish peeing. (Nope, couldn't wash my hands, sorry..Rabies kills.) Then I had to try to get out of the stall without stepping on/infuriating this squirrel.
Trapped the squirrel in the bathroom and now they're trying to get it out.
It's been a really awful day and it's barely 11.