Hope wrecked my car. Single car accident, triggered by her panicking about the behavior of another driver at a gas station.
Honestly, it was just a matter of time. I rode with her on Friday to run some errands, and while she is not what I would call a bad driver, I did point out a few areas where I suggested to demonstrate a bit more care. But alas…
I’m home waiting for her to arrive since despite minor hysterics, she insisted that I didn’t need to take an Uber to her location.
When I answered the phone, she was in freakout mode and couldn’t really talk. I basically had to say, I don’t care about what happened, are you ok? Is the car driveable? Is the other driver gone? Is anyone there to help you? Do you want me to come?
I think so.
Ok well, put a little gas in the car and come home. We’ll call the insurance and figure things out.
Seriously, it was just a matter of time.
Here’s what I do know, she might end up buying my banged up Nissan from me. That car has been good to me, but I can’t live like this.
“Opens browser to begin looking at cars…”