Had a rather eventful ride home from work yesterday. I hit someone from behind. And boy do I feel stupid. My car looks ucky, though apparently I'm working on an old computer that doesn't have bluetooth, hence no photos till I get home.
But! I'm fine, the lady I hit (who, strangely enough, I used to work with at the deli) is fine. Her bumper is wonky, my front end looks like hell. Didn't even squish a bug.
So why am I still crying?
I really do think that the accident was unavoidable. There is a road, a busy one, with a curve in it. And as I was (Slowly, breaking for the light anyhow) coming around it, I heard Squeel! EEEERRRRRR! There was a car stopped, but two cop cars and a police tow truck (do you think that means that they stopped this person? There? Where there is no shoulder? I'm not sure, but the cop was awfully apologetic. hmmm.) So pretty much what happened was, car 2 in front of me stopped really short. Lady I hit swerved to miss him. I couldn't swerve to miss her, or I'd be in oncoming traffic.
I don't think I could have done anything differently. I'm not scared by what could have happened or upset that I hit someone I know. In fact, I'm a little glad that it was someone I know, not some psycho who'd get out of the car and start fighting me.
Why do I have the hives? Why are my shingles coming up again?
I think it's because I feel really. really. stupid. And dumb. And not smart.
And I 'm freaking out about insurance, too. Remember, I got a ticket, and my insurance hasn't gone up yet. What if it's crippling for me to continue driving? While it'll be good- Kev gets the car, and I take the train?- I think it would be really hard, especially for my longer trek to class in the Spring.
Sigh. I'm really beating myself up about this. Intellectually, I know there are worse things. But I'm the good one! Damnit!
7 comments:
Oh no! I'm so sorry!
Car stuff is so upsetting, despite all rational thoughts and knowledge about it.
I hope everything works out okay (or as best as can be expected).
I'm so sorry. My beloved Nana (gob rest her soul) used to tell me, "An accident is God's way of telling you to slow down." Now, you know how I feel about any gob references, but this one always made me feel better. And I used to work for a major auto insurer and BELIEVE me, accidents happen. Often when people are trying to have sex and drive at the same time. Now THAT'S embarrassing. THOSE are the people who should be beating themselves up.
Oh,no... your pretty new car, I am glad that you are all right. Teacher Lady is right; accidents happen.
Advice from someone that's been in tooooooo many lil accidents (and had 2 cars totalled in my lifetime...sniffle, sob...): if you can avoid using insurance to pay for the repairs: DO.
I (naively?) claimed a small parking lot bender (on the heels of a small ticket or two) and THAT was when the Insurance People started getting prickly...
Bottom line: glad you're alright! the car stuff will sort itself out!
I'm so sorry that you were in a car accident! Trust me, I know the feeling. I'm glad it wasn't worse and I'm glad that no one was hurt.
Yikes. That's awful, but there was nothing you can do. And everything--even insurance--except you and anyone else involved, can be replaced, so it's good news that nobody was hurt. Sure, it's still irritating and a hassle, but you did everything that you could to avoid it, and that's all that anyone could ask.
Oh my gosh, didn't you JUST get that car?
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