If I Didn't Have Bad Luck, I'd Have No Luck at All...
I swear to God, I'm going to become a hermit. I should never, ever leave my house, ever. I must have a black cloud, a black cat, a broken mirror and whatever other bad luck superstitions there are out there, following me everywhere I go!
I was having a semi-normal day, other than suffering from a slight hang over and a horrible migraine headache. I was on my way to work, on the I-90, going about 65mph in horrible rush hour traffic when all of a sudden the person in front of me stopped short, causing me to slow down and come to a complete stop. That's not the bad part. The bad part is when the bitch behind me slammed right into the back end of my Grandmother's car. This made the back of the seat lunge forward, smashing into my neck which then caused my head to fly forward and slam into the steering wheel. Yes I was wearing my seatbelt, thank God! So, we pulled over to the side of the thruway, I stayed in my car and flipped out. I tried calling 911, but for the life of me, I could not remember where I was or what direction I was headed in. So the cunt that hit me gets out of her SUV and walks on the shoulder over to my passenger door, I unlocked it and she talked to the 911 operator and they sent an officer out. Yes, that's right, this bitch was driving a huge ass Nissan SUV and I was driving my Grandmother's 2001 Chevy Cavalier. If you know the two cars, you know the size difference and going 65mph and slamming into the back of someone...yeah let's just say, the trunk will probably never be the same...and neither will I. It fucked up my neck, back and head and I have to stay out of work until Friday. Needless to say, the back end of my Grandma's car is completely fucked up. The bumper is all buckled, the trunk is open a little and the license plate is barely legible. Also, I had in between a quarter tank and a half a tank of gas last night when I dropped it off at the Police barracks and it is now at almost empty. So either there's a gas leak or someone at the barracks siphoned some gas out of the tank.
I was supposed to work last night from 6:15-11:15 and today from 12-4...but the DR said I should just rest up and take it easy for a few days.
This happened last night at about 6pm. The state trooper escorted me to the barracks and had an ambulance meet us there. So I left the car there and got taken to the hospital. I waited on the hard ass stretcher for like three hours, all while feeling dizzy, sick to my stomach and I had to pee REALLY badly! When the DR finally came in to get me off the board, I went to use the bathroom, went back into the room and waited for another hour or so until a nurse finally came in and said, "here's a Motrin and a muscle relaxer. Let me see if the DR has ordered anything for you." She comes back about a half hour/45 minutes later and gives me paperwork to sign, releasing me. She gave me a muscle relaxer prescription and then sent me home. No X-rays, no tests, NOTHING! So in other words, if I develop any injuries from this in time, I have no proof and the insurance company probably won't believe me. I ended up not getting home from the hospital until about 10-ish.
To make matters worse, the state trooper fucked up all the info on the police report so now we have to re-file the report, re-file the accident report to the insurance companies...and my Grandparents are on vacation until Saturday...they left yesterday. How fun, eh?! Yeahhhhh! Loads! This is going to suck big time. This is probably the end of me borrowing their car. Fucking cunt just had to slam into me...ugh! Maybe if she would've paid attention. GRRRRRRRRR!! I just wanna punch her. She's lucky I didn't. She's lucky I didn't see how bad the damage to the car was until she was nowhere in sight. Where do I go from here...well, I've been contemplating suing the insurance company for the two days of work I missed. Doubt I will, but it just pisses me off that I got told I wasn't allowed to work until Friday. I need the fuckin money goddamnit. How nice of this dipshit to inconvenience me by rear ending me and fucking up my whole night and week. BITCH! She wasn't even wearing her seatbelt. How lucky is she that she didn't go through her windshield...Of course I'm the one who gets hurt. This lady got out of her car and was walking around and climbing over the seats of her car to get in and out through the passenger side. Whatever. I'm so sick of shit like this happening to me and my family. Why can't something go well for once. Why can't good things happen to good people?! What the fuck did I do to deserve all this shit?! UGH!
The poor trooper almost got hit by a semi while walking alongside the cars, it was kinda scary...like something out of Final Destination. Speaking of which...all day Monday, I had a REALLY bad feeling that something bad was going to happen. I just shoved it off as being because it was the 5 year anniversary of 9/11, but then when I woke up yesterday, I still had that feeling. And as I was driving to work, it started to get stronger and right before the person in front of me stopped short, I saw the SUV flying up behind me and braced myself because I knew this cunt was gonna hit me. The scary part was that I ran over a piece of metal a few weeks back and pulled to the side of the road, picked it up and put it in the trunk of the car so no one else would run over it and so I could just toss it out somewhere. Only, I forgot to toss it out and when the bitch hit me, the back seat popped open a little. The first thing that popped into my mind was (haha, yeah not literally), that piece of metal flying out of the trunk and into me. Thank GOD that didn't happen. Now I think I'm going to go throw that out! One thing I learned at driving school; never keep lose objects in your vehicle because in an accident, they can become deadly weapons.
Alrighty then, well I think I'm done for now. I need to go rest.
Stay tuned for updates on how I'm doing...if you even care!
~ReD