Tuesday, December 16, 2003
A little old lady hit The Boxcar Buick as I waited at a right-turn Yield sign (I figured I wouldn't get hit, yielding like a good little driver, but I forgot the dangers that can creep up from behind). She apparently thought I was going, she turned to look behind her vehicle, and she slammed into me. "Fuck!" I ejaculated, then I pulled into a gas station so that we could exchange insurance information like old pals. She took a look at the damage she inflicted and said, "Oh, that's not so bad." Yeah- as long as she pays for it! Nick said if he reports it, the damage could total the car (as it is so old, not because the car is undriveable). We will discuss the situation more this evening.at 1:36 PM
My head ached for about twenty minutes afterward. My neck feels slightly stiff, and it tenses up when I look left (which is probably the position I was in when the lady whacked me). I admit I am somewhat disappointed. If I am to be hit, I either want to be killed or severely injured. It's the principle of the thing. Elsewise, I have nothing to brag about. The event is uneventful.
