One week ago today I expressed my frustration with drivers who don’t pay attention and exercised my freedom of speech with some colorful vernacular. Today, on the way to work, I had cause to exercise the first amendment again.
“What the fuck…Fuck…FUCK!?!” came tumbling from my mouth as I heard the first crash; then felt the second two. Yeah, I was involved in a four car accident because some bitch was on her cell phone and not paying attention. I and the other two drivers were waiting at a stop light; at a complete stop; for about a minute when the fourth driver hit the car behind me pushing that car into mine; and mine into the car in front of me.
When the police arrived we all pulled into a nearby parking lot. Of course that was after I had to slowly pull up to release the bumper wedged under mine. While waiting and still not feeling the full impact of my head being whipped forward and then slammed back against the headrest I decide to pull out my new Nikon Coolpix camera.
Not one, but two squad cars showed up.
Here’s the bumper that ended up under mine.
Oh look, here’s the ‘let’s talk on my cell phone and not pay attention to the fact that there are three stopped cars in front of me bitch’ that hardly has any damage to her Honda Accord.
After about forty five minutes of waiting we’re notified that because the reports don’t have enough pages we have to all head to the police station. What the…?
Almost two hours later I’m back on the road. I last at work for about four hours before my headache renders me useless. All I want to do is go home and take a steamy hot shower, but first I have to stop at the car wash to get the winter grime off my car so I can access the damage. My front and back bumpers don’t look too bad, but I can’t tell if anything is out of whack.
After downing more Motrin and taking a shower my head feels a little better but the muscles in my lower back are killing me. I hope I won’t have to exercise my rights under the seventh amendment…the right to sue her dumb ass.