How to Ruin a Day

Yep. That’s my car in front. The guy in back came in too hot and rear-ended me at a stoplight. His car is stuck on my trailer hitch, so we had to maneuver out of traffic hooked together. Dammit.

Now we’re waiting on a tow truck to come unhook our vehicles. The police officer on duty only asked the driver of the other car what happened. I had to ask the officer if he wanted to hear what happened from my perspective.

“You got rear ended,” he said.

No shit, I thought, but didn’t say.

Now we’re waiting on a tow truck to pull us apart. Sigh.

Peace, people.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

24 thoughts on “How to Ruin a Day”

  1. ‘Now we’re waiting on a tow truck to pull us apart’ – I regularly revert back to early Dylan for ideas when writing lyrics. He never wrote a better line than that. A love gone wrong song like no other. Brilliant ~ George

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  2. Act well Leslie.. I did love the bit about you having to get through the traffic hooked together. Black Friday indeed. At least you never did what I once did. That back one of our cars into the other in our own driveway….

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      1. That was at that time-like I will not tell you how many years ago. So I stood in our then sloping quite difficult driveway thinking.. Oh …well sure you know what…. AND, could I say I hit it on the gatepost but how could I when it was the front and boot of both cars that were dented? And what if the MR saw it all from the window? Then I thought no, just go in there with the eyes brimming.
        Hell my heroines have to not be based on me. Right?

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