It’s funny what a car accident can reveal about yourself.
Last night I had the awesome experience of colliding with another driver. I guess that teaches me for legally going through green lights. Nevertheless, with a totaled car and a minor case of whiplash, I walked away from the bucket of bolts. Now, from all the stories I’ve heard about people in accidents, it usually involves both parties screaming, swerving, screeching on their brakes etc. Here’s my thought process/dialogue from the whole ordeal.
Driving towards intersection:
“Cause I’m FREEEeeeEEEEeEEE, FREEEE FAAAALLLINNGG”
Thought upon realizing the situation:
“I guess I’m gonna be in this accident.”
“My music cut out, come’on man.”
The entire process afterwords went fine. Exchanging of insurance, all that good stuff. I’m just glad that I hit a young Caucasian male. Because I can guarantee if I hit any minority or gender that was stereotyped for poor driving, I may be inclined to get a little more disgruntled at the fact they couldn’t tell the difference between a red light and a green light.
Stay Thirsty My Friends,