If it’s true that bad things come in three’s, then things should be OK now. My son (age 20) and his girlfriend (age 19) have been involved in three car accidents since June. Since these are the only accidents either one has had since licenses were earned at age 16, I hope this is a fluke and not a developing trend. Let’s review:
Accident #1: Son was in HIS car, following girlfriend in HER car. They were both talking on their cell phones – to each other, mind you – when GF crested a hill and had to make a sudden stop. Son hits GF’s car. Son only has liability insurance – his airbags went off, her bumper is broken. Result: No police were called, no insurance was turned in. Both parties were properly ragged by parents regarding cell phone use while driving (yeah, like I’m sure THAT did any good). All repairs were done through some family connections and all seemed to be well with the world until…
Accident #2: 10 days ago son was stopped at a stoplight. Light turns green. Escalade behind him decides to go before son has moved. Result: Rear-ended by Escalade, not my son’s fault. Current status: Other driver ticketed, insurance turned in, two estimates have been procured and repairs are scheduled to start. Car is still driveable which is important because…..
Accident #3: Today son and GF are westbound. Eastbound car decides to turn left without yielding to oncoming traffic. Result: GF hits truck. Current status: Other driver ticketed, both cars towed, GF’s car totaled. I was called about noon by a very hysterical girlfriend in tears. “Deep breaths” I told her. “I’ll be there soon.” I show up. The other driver’s mother has shown up. Girlfriend’s mother then shows up. The moms hug. The drivers hug (the other driver was a 19 year old girl also), moms hug the drivers. Tears are dried and backs are rubbed. Paperwork is generated, tow trucks load up the vehicles. GF now has no car, which is important because…
College classes start again next week. We have car issues to deal with and all the work that was done on GF’s car in June was all for naught. The fact that I had to have the plumbers out here this morning for a main drain clog (tree roots) didn’t help much today either.
And that’s life sometimes, isn’t it? Just when things are going pretty smoothly, life barges in and says “Ha! I can still fuck with you, Citizen X.” And yes, I guess it can – or at least it can try really hard.
Tomorrow: Friday Funk Party for sure.