My poor little Insight has been injured. On Wednesday I ran to Old Gristmill for some lunch and took it home to share with Nolan. I parked in my usual spot, as far to the right as possible, and as close to the road as possible while still in the driveway. As I tried to figure out how to juggle a purse, a phone (which I was talking on) two bags of food and two sodas I noticed that my landlady's mother was getting into her car which was parked further up the driveway. So here I am walking up the driveway, juggling food and talking to my mom on the phone (aren't I great at multi-tasking?) when I realize that the landlady's mom is backing straight towards my car. So now I'm trying to yell at her that she's going to hit my car (while still on the phone with my mom) and trying to get her attention by waving my arms (which are full of food and soda). Needless to say there was a crunch and a few choice swear words (while still on the phone with my mom). Now my poor little car has a crack in the bumper and an appointment to meet with the insurance adjuster on Tuesday. Poor thing!
4 comments:
Oh my. Just not your cars week, is it? Poor little car. It's like having a pimple on your face. Embarrasing, but everyone has experienced it.
I'm so sorry that you are having such a bad week with your poor little car. I bet he's sad too. Put a nice bandage on it, or better still an eye patch and make out he's dressed for Halloween!
The moral of the story --------
Never eat and talk while driving, you can't react fast enough. Sorry to hear about your car.
Boo! That sucks big time! It just hasn't been your week!
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