I did not need this. I SO did not need this. And I don't know HOW THE HELL IT HAPPENED.
Okay. So a couple weeks ago my friend Rachel calls me to ask if I could come to her party tonight. And last night she calls me to ask me if I could buy a couple liter-bottles of soda. I said sure, I could pick it up on the way home from work.
So I go to work today, and coming home, I pull into a parking spot in the little shopping center just down the hill from where I live. I buy the soda, go out to my car, everything's fine. I'm pulled in straight, and the people on either side of me are pulled in straight, though a little close to the line.
Then I start backing out--straight--and I see I'm close on one side, and pull back into the space and try to correct myself. Only somehow it kept getting worse each time I tried to correct myself, and my back bumper hit a glancing blow on this other person's (parked) car.
Bad enough, right?
Then I pull forward to get away from the car so we can look at damage (the owner of the car just came out), and somehow in pulling forward, I hit the back bumper of the other person's car.
So both owners were standing outside yelling about how I shouldn't be driving and demanding to see my license and insurance when the other person was looking at it and calling insurance companies and I was just standing there trying not to start bawling in the parking lot because this is my second accident in less than a year and my insurance is going to skyrocket and I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL IT HAPPENED. I just don't.
I'm also really tempted to blame my friend for asking me to buy her soda when it's her job as hostess to get it, only this was somehow my fault, and even if I don't know how it happened, I have to pay the price.
I didn't need this. I really didn't need this. Shit shit shit shit shit.
Okay. So a couple weeks ago my friend Rachel calls me to ask if I could come to her party tonight. And last night she calls me to ask me if I could buy a couple liter-bottles of soda. I said sure, I could pick it up on the way home from work.
So I go to work today, and coming home, I pull into a parking spot in the little shopping center just down the hill from where I live. I buy the soda, go out to my car, everything's fine. I'm pulled in straight, and the people on either side of me are pulled in straight, though a little close to the line.
Then I start backing out--straight--and I see I'm close on one side, and pull back into the space and try to correct myself. Only somehow it kept getting worse each time I tried to correct myself, and my back bumper hit a glancing blow on this other person's (parked) car.
Bad enough, right?
Then I pull forward to get away from the car so we can look at damage (the owner of the car just came out), and somehow in pulling forward, I hit the back bumper of the other person's car.
So both owners were standing outside yelling about how I shouldn't be driving and demanding to see my license and insurance when the other person was looking at it and calling insurance companies and I was just standing there trying not to start bawling in the parking lot because this is my second accident in less than a year and my insurance is going to skyrocket and I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL IT HAPPENED. I just don't.
I'm also really tempted to blame my friend for asking me to buy her soda when it's her job as hostess to get it, only this was somehow my fault, and even if I don't know how it happened, I have to pay the price.
I didn't need this. I really didn't need this. Shit shit shit shit shit.