Did you ever have one of "those" days?
My husband experienced his fair share of craziness when he was out and about.
He said that he and a car were first in line, side by side, at a stoplight when another car blew past him on the left, speeding so fast and so close that when they sideswiped him, the air movement shook our car violently.
The big dummy took off after this car load of young idiots who continued to blow stop lights and stop signs, and nearly hit a pedestrian. That's when he backed off and lost them and never got the license plate.
I asked why he didn't just call 911? He said, "I did! And I got a recording."
"Let me see your phone." I looked and laughed. In his haste he had dialed 199.
He later discovered the damage. The car had scraped the clear coat on our paint, and was easily buffed out. No real damages other than to his nerves. I dare not think what could have happened.
We went to get a burger later, and as he went to pull into the turn lane, a speeding car blew past us from behind on the left. If we hadn't swerved it would have sideswiped the same side of our car. The young dad inside rushed into the restaurant and took his toddler to the play area and hid from us.
As we were eating, a guy came up to Bill and said, "Are you a preacher?"
He said, "Me? Why? Do I look like a preacher?"
The guy, who I hope was a bit challenged, said, "I'm just kidding." And he dumped his trash in the can and walked away.
My honey said, "That's it, we're going home and staying there. If things come in threes, I hope I'm finished."
Did you ever have one of "those" days?
My husband experienced his fair share of craziness when he was out and about.
He said that he and a car were first in line, side by side, at a stoplight when another car blew past him on the left, speeding so fast and so close that when they sideswiped him, the air movement shook our car violently.
The big dummy took off after this car load of young idiots who continued to blow stop lights and stop signs, and nearly hit a pedestrian. That's when he backed off and lost them and never got the license plate.
I asked why he didn't just call 911? He said, "I did! And I got a recording."
"Let me see your phone." I looked and laughed. In his haste he had dialed 199.
He later discovered the damage. The car had scraped the clear coat on our paint, and was easily buffed out. No real damages other than to his nerves. I dare not think what could have happened.
We went to get a burger later, and as he went to pull into the turn lane, a speeding car blew past us from behind on the left. If we hadn't swerved it would have sideswiped the same side of our car. The young dad inside rushed into the restaurant and took his toddler to the play area and hid from us.
As we were eating, a guy came up to Bill and said, "Are you a preacher?"
He said, "Me? Why? Do I look like a preacher?"
The guy, who I hope was a bit challenged, said, "I'm just kidding." And he dumped his trash in the can and walked away.
My honey said, "That's it, we're going home and staying there. If things come in threes, I hope I'm finished."
Did you ever have one of "those" days?
13 comments:
I have them all the time!! On my trip south I was constantly annoyed that the traffic laws seemed not to apply to some people. They would get in the far left (fast lane) and stay as traffic passed them on the right. So dangerous. But, "are you a preacher?" is a bit baffling!
We had a bad time when we were at a gas station going to Kentucky. We pulled up to gas station to fill up. The gas attended guy put in the gas in the tank for us. I tell you he gave us dirty looks that could kill. He made us so uncomfortable.As he was cleaning our window of the car. He was a black man and like 7 feet tall. You think we had asked him to wash our car as well. We were going to get out and gas our car ourselves at first. He said to hubby. With a deep voice and an unhappy face. Get in your car I will pump your gas. Wow talk about Willy gee bees. So glad to get out of there.
Nice picture of you. How is the Grandchild doing these days?
Linda, the world gets crazier by the day. I just want to stay home anymore...but even home can be scary too.
The world is cray-cray (crazy). Now that that is settled, we have to figure out this: is Bill one of the normal ones or one of "them"?
Some days it's best if you don't get out of bed pity we couldn't tell which days were going to be bad.
Merle.........
Why, yes I DID have one of "those" days. Thanks for asking.
It seems like only yesterday. That might be because it WAS yesterday. And it involved the post office. Okay, so the post office is what looks like crazy on an ordinary day...but I have a tale that I'm working on for later in the week.
Oh wow what a strange sequence of events!! And what a random question to be asked in a restaurant LOL
Have one of those day couple of times a month. Glad you and Bill are okay. Yeesh, the times we live in!
That was a crazy day, for sure. Your husband is lucky to have avoided worse damage to his car (or injury to himself) from his first encounter. I definitely have days like this every once in a while, and my reaction is the same--to want to just stay home and stay away from the crazies out there.
Hi Linda. Oh yes, I've had days like this. That's when home is even more of a haven than usual. Glad it wasn't worse. Susan
Glad bill is okay. Was off school today for meetings, and when I was out and about today, I saw not one, but TWO of the craziest drivers I've ever seen. I wonder if the heat is baking their brains?
Poor Bill, glad nothing worse happened.
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