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Today has been a bit...entertaining.
Jan. 9th, 2007 05:38 pmWhen I got up this morning, I really didn't feel fabulous. I said to myself "I have a feeling that I shouldn't go to work today." But I went anyway.
There were the usual people encroaching into my lane on the way to Vacaville. Nothing strange.
Until between 24 and 4 on 680, that is. When a white truck on my left kicked up some road debris.
Big White Road Debris.
Now, the last time that this happened (big white road debris)I got a bit of scratched paint on my hood.
No Harm. No Foul.
Not this time. This time there was a mighty thud as it connected with the front of my car on the passenger side. There had been no available lane to dodge into, you see. As you can no doubt imagine, there was a great deal of swearing coming from my side of the car. (I was alone. Where else would it come from?) I made it the rest of the way to work, and when I got out of the car to inspect the damage my car hissed at me. And well it might. I have white stuff on the front of my car, and it goes nicely with the smooshed hood and the askew grill, not to mention the wee bit of bumper damage.
Crap. My Poor Iggy.
So I called my insurance company. I dropped Iggy off at the same place that fixed Chris' car when he got rear-ended, and I went to get a rental over at Enterprise. And...
They gave me a black SUV. That's right. I'm driving a Nissan Murano. Muahahaha.
I've never seen a car with so many buttons. I feel a bit Torchwood, actually. I drove through In N Out for dinner, and I was taller than the window. I hope that I get my car back soon, but...this car is a bit too much fun.
There were the usual people encroaching into my lane on the way to Vacaville. Nothing strange.
Until between 24 and 4 on 680, that is. When a white truck on my left kicked up some road debris.
Big White Road Debris.
Now, the last time that this happened (big white road debris)I got a bit of scratched paint on my hood.
No Harm. No Foul.
Not this time. This time there was a mighty thud as it connected with the front of my car on the passenger side. There had been no available lane to dodge into, you see. As you can no doubt imagine, there was a great deal of swearing coming from my side of the car. (I was alone. Where else would it come from?) I made it the rest of the way to work, and when I got out of the car to inspect the damage my car hissed at me. And well it might. I have white stuff on the front of my car, and it goes nicely with the smooshed hood and the askew grill, not to mention the wee bit of bumper damage.
Crap. My Poor Iggy.
So I called my insurance company. I dropped Iggy off at the same place that fixed Chris' car when he got rear-ended, and I went to get a rental over at Enterprise. And...
They gave me a black SUV. That's right. I'm driving a Nissan Murano. Muahahaha.
I've never seen a car with so many buttons. I feel a bit Torchwood, actually. I drove through In N Out for dinner, and I was taller than the window. I hope that I get my car back soon, but...this car is a bit too much fun.
