Sunday, July 24, 2011

in slow motion, the blast is beautiful

So I woke up this morning at 7:30. I got ready for work, anticipating making free Starbucks samples today and getting to drink them. Since I can't afford to actually buy Starbucks, and Target is too cheap and selfish to let us actually make ourselves an occasional free drink.

I took off at a reasonable time to allow myself to get to work. Picked a playlist on my MP3 and set off for work. Somewhere a Clock is Ticking by Snow Patrol was blaring and I was driving down a country road when all of a fucking sudden, there was a car pulling out right in front of me.

I slammed on my breaks, but it was like slow motion. All that I could hear in my brain was STOP STOP STOP. But he was too close, and I hit him.

I watched my car hit the driver's side of his dark blue chevy, and watched it go into a small ditch. My hands were shaking as I threw the door open and watched him get out of his car. After him telling me that he was okay, I got my phone out and called my mother. Because, while almost being twenty-three years of age, my first instinct when there's trouble - is talk to my mommy.

After I told her what happened and asked her to come to the scene, I dialed 911. Explained that we needed a police and that no one was injured.

So this wreck was clearly not my fault. An old man pulled out in front of me and I hit him. He tried to claim that I was going 65 miles an hour, but I swear he had no idea how fast I was going - his face wasn't even pointed toward my direction. He had no idea that I was there. Then the cop said "Sir, it doesn't matter if she was going eighty, you still pulled out in front of her and this wreck is your fault."

I watched them tow away my car. My car that I just got two months ago, that's not new to the world but new to me. My first NICE car. My 2007 Ford Fusion was all fucked up on the passenger side front end of the car.

Sad face.

I miss my car.

In other words, I've basically gotten a new job. It's at the Fresh Market, which pays more than Target (STARTING), and seems like a lot less sucky of an environment. I just have to wait until they run my background check, and then I've got the job. Part-time bakery. I'm gonna gain so much weight.

I have my classes registered and I'm getting my books on Wednesday. Going back to school starting August 23rd.

So there's a little update. My head hurts.

Somewhere a Clock is Ticking - Snow Patrol

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