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It rained for a while, then it stopped before I left the night shift. I had decent tires on The Leper, but the roads were wet, so it didn't matter. Made the left onto the turnaround, felt the car start to skid. Out loud, I said, "Turn in the direction of the skid." Too bad my mouth and my hands took that moment to have a communication breakdown. I turned to the right, hit the gas, and hit the bridge support. I don't know which happened first: the right front popping up, the sudden stop, or the seat belt digging into my throat. Regardless, I was now parked on the sidewalk with the engine running. A breath, eyes blinking, I looked around, put it in reverse, backed off onto the side of the road. In my pocket, a flashlight. Turned off the engine, turned on the light, got out, inspected the damage. It was ugly. Right tire shredded, bumper sadly leaning at the base of the support. I waited for the Police.
"It could have been worse," I heard over and over again that weekend. The tow yard is asking for 286 dollars plus tax, I haven't walk the mile to the bus stop in four months, I ride the bus now, I sleep, I take the bus, I work, buses don't run after Midnight, cabs are expensive. Go to bed, wake up, start everything over again.
I'm starting to realize maybe 'worse' would have been better.
I think these are all of the [good] stories I have in my head. there's still one more: unDEAD part 2; which I call unFINISHED, or maybe unENDING...
I want to take my meds & go to sleep (insomnia is a pain) but I get stuck on the Magic Box and can't avert my eyes! It's a vicious cycle.
Some fave authors: Terry Pratchett (Discworld), Clive Cussler, Kinky Friedman (he writes the way I think - now there's a scary concept!)
2: I explained that I was waiting for a cab, and eventually they uncuffed me and suggested I find somewhere else to wait.
I can barely drive a car, and I can't drive a standard shift, but I can't tell you how much I wanted to steal that Porsche right then!
This wouldn't have occurred if parked in front of the shop was a s***box!
PS: I eventually got a cab to take me home.
So, today I had called a cab in front of a closed store, and a nice Porsche rag-top. As I was sitting on the steps of the donut shop, talking to the dispatcher, two policemen approached me. I was about to tell them that the shop was closed, when they asked me what I was doing there, and could I stand up and put my hands behind my back?
I did so, not having any reason to fight, and as they searched my pockets I was informed that the owner called them because I "was staring at her car intently".
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