Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn, Damn
I am so bloody furious that I can't even see straight.
I just went to the drugstore to pick up some Band-Aids. Headed out of the parking lot and waited at the light for a six-way intersection. Since I was turning left, I had to wait for the arrow. I did. When the arrow appeared, I started turning left--a bit cautiously, as there is a massive pothole in the middle of the street and I dare not run through potholes too quickly, as one of them took out my entire transmission in December.
Still, I was turning. I was about halfway through the turn when a big white truck--not an eighteen-wheeler, but one of those pickup-SUV combinations so dear to the hearts of suburbanites rammed me from behind. I completed the turn (I had to, I was in the middle of a goddamned INTERSECTION)--and the car that hit me just took off like a big bird in the opposite direction. I couldn't see the license--the truck was too close, and I couldn't see the driver at all. Nor can I tell what kind of truck it was.
I really can't afford more car repairs or higher insurance rates because some bugfucking fool decided to hit me from behind. The car seems to be okay--a scratched rear fender, but okay. But how can I tell? I'm no mechanic.
I need this crap, you know that? I REALLY need this. Not.
I just went to the drugstore to pick up some Band-Aids. Headed out of the parking lot and waited at the light for a six-way intersection. Since I was turning left, I had to wait for the arrow. I did. When the arrow appeared, I started turning left--a bit cautiously, as there is a massive pothole in the middle of the street and I dare not run through potholes too quickly, as one of them took out my entire transmission in December.
Still, I was turning. I was about halfway through the turn when a big white truck--not an eighteen-wheeler, but one of those pickup-SUV combinations so dear to the hearts of suburbanites rammed me from behind. I completed the turn (I had to, I was in the middle of a goddamned INTERSECTION)--and the car that hit me just took off like a big bird in the opposite direction. I couldn't see the license--the truck was too close, and I couldn't see the driver at all. Nor can I tell what kind of truck it was.
I really can't afford more car repairs or higher insurance rates because some bugfucking fool decided to hit me from behind. The car seems to be okay--a scratched rear fender, but okay. But how can I tell? I'm no mechanic.
I need this crap, you know that? I REALLY need this. Not.