I'm either the unluckiest person on the earth or the luckiest.
I'm not sure which.
This morning, nearly to work, I was sitting at a red light, listening to NPR.
The next thing I knew it was like a bomb had detonated. There was
glass and plastic everywhere and the acrid smell of smoke.
I was rear ended by a presumably drunk driver. He hit my car full force, ramming my little two year old car (which I had had to get because another driver had run a stop sign and totalled my former car, nearly killing me and my friend) violently into the car in front of me. The car in front rammed into the car before her
and the culprit went barrelling away still speeding, until he hit a light pole, which stopped him.
Thank god for the airbag and seat belt or I would surely be dead now. I have a few minor cuts and my neck is beginning to hurt (the all too cliche whiplash?) But I'm all right.
Of course my car is destroyed. So was the drunk or drugged driver's and the woman in front of mine too. Mine is the worst, however. The back seats are bowed inward, the trunk was pushed all the way into the back seat. None of the doors opened, so I managed to squeeze out of a narrow gap, dazed and without my shoes...but still alive.
Somehow the force of the impact knocked my shoes off my feet.
My poor little cellphone, however, which I had stupidly put in my book bag in the trunk was crushed. Thankfully the police were on the scene almost immediately, not like the 5 hour wait at midnight in the hood two years ago, you know the one where we were witness to a gang gun fight about to begin.
I couldn't even get my keys out. I went to try, only to have the policewoman get bitchy with me. My car was smoking and likely to explode she said.
Anyway, I've spent the rest of the day dealing with insurance, getting a rental and trying to get a new phone.
The police report will take 14 days it seems, so I have to foot the bill for the rental until then. The drunken (or drugged?) driver was taken off in an ambulance, because he couldn't walk, wouldn't talk and was bleeding from the mouth.
Anyway, I'm just very thankful to be alive.
emigrejukebox: Lowdown, July 1962 - emigrejukebox: *Lowdown*, July 1962