...what kind of epic FAIL is this?!
Mar. 7th, 2008 08:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kageisukeOkay, so... I got into an accident yesterday. Yeah, yeah, I'm okay. Kyorabi is not. ;__; And fuck all if my insurance doesn't go sky high despite me never being in an accident before and I've driven for 5 years now. Late for my first day at work because I blanked out. No, not going to sleep, just 'buh' and then 'oh shi-' and then '*screeeech*' and finally '*crunch*'.
If a facepalm could have summarized my actions, I would have done so repeatedly. I rear-ended this poor guy. It was his 7th day at work... and he works for Wachovia. His co-worker drove by, stopped to be like 'sup, you alright? Okay, I'll tell the guys at work even though you called. And he kinda chuckled and went, 'All in the family =D' when I told him I also worked at Wachovia. Overall, it wasn't the *ajdskflajfsa* experience that most people seem to have. Called 911, "No, no one is hurt" and "I'm on exit so and so" and the cops got there. Did all that stuff.
I got to work at around 9:15-9:30. *cries* My car D:
I'm a little sore today, but I've been worse just sitting at the keyboard at Wachovia typing for 5 hours straight. Suffice to say, yeah I went to my new job, but I'm not going to work tonight. It'll kill me. Supposed to work Saturday. Screw that too. My schedule is totally loaded up and I'm going ;__;
Have a 250 dollar deductable when I pick up my car. I'll find out how much for the other guys car. It didn't look very serious compared to what happened to MINE. But he had mustang. =_= I saw what I hit and went *ajdsklja* cus it's a nice car. He waved it off even though he was like "My baby ;__;". I didn't really bother with looking at mine until I called 911. Called work. Called my OTHER night job. Called Broyles to tow it to the Dealer. Then called Mom. Who called Charles so that he could take me to work. Then I got calls all day. From Geico [other guys insurance], then State Farm [my insurance], then called the rental car place.
Funny how my car insurance is due March 15th. >_>
And this has all been a rambling mess, but I don't care. =o= I'm at work now waiting for my trainer to finish up a few things and then we'll start up again.
I'm a little sore. -___-;;
And I think I'm coming down with a cold.
My cramps have come.
I have to wake up earlier tomorrow to teach/assist class.
Fail.
Over 9000.
Ironic how I was talking to Nick the night before about how the Metro was only cheaper than driving because of insurance costs. Well, now I have repairs. Insurance pays for it, but my damn insurance will go up. A.R.G.
Side Note: The cop was awesome! He amused the hell out of me. Conversation went kinda like this:
Cop: How're you doing 8D? *the smile on his face is what made it hilarious*
Me: XD Is that a trick question?
Cop: No, I don't think so, but you can make it to be if you want =D!
Then he told me how I should go to court and it'll probably get dropped after going to driving school... hurray!
If a facepalm could have summarized my actions, I would have done so repeatedly. I rear-ended this poor guy. It was his 7th day at work... and he works for Wachovia. His co-worker drove by, stopped to be like 'sup, you alright? Okay, I'll tell the guys at work even though you called. And he kinda chuckled and went, 'All in the family =D' when I told him I also worked at Wachovia. Overall, it wasn't the *ajdskflajfsa* experience that most people seem to have. Called 911, "No, no one is hurt" and "I'm on exit so and so" and the cops got there. Did all that stuff.
I got to work at around 9:15-9:30. *cries* My car D:
I'm a little sore today, but I've been worse just sitting at the keyboard at Wachovia typing for 5 hours straight. Suffice to say, yeah I went to my new job, but I'm not going to work tonight. It'll kill me. Supposed to work Saturday. Screw that too. My schedule is totally loaded up and I'm going ;__;
Have a 250 dollar deductable when I pick up my car. I'll find out how much for the other guys car. It didn't look very serious compared to what happened to MINE. But he had mustang. =_= I saw what I hit and went *ajdsklja* cus it's a nice car. He waved it off even though he was like "My baby ;__;". I didn't really bother with looking at mine until I called 911. Called work. Called my OTHER night job. Called Broyles to tow it to the Dealer. Then called Mom. Who called Charles so that he could take me to work. Then I got calls all day. From Geico [other guys insurance], then State Farm [my insurance], then called the rental car place.
Funny how my car insurance is due March 15th. >_>
And this has all been a rambling mess, but I don't care. =o= I'm at work now waiting for my trainer to finish up a few things and then we'll start up again.
I'm a little sore. -___-;;
And I think I'm coming down with a cold.
My cramps have come.
I have to wake up earlier tomorrow to teach/assist class.
Fail.
Over 9000.
Ironic how I was talking to Nick the night before about how the Metro was only cheaper than driving because of insurance costs. Well, now I have repairs. Insurance pays for it, but my damn insurance will go up. A.R.G.
Side Note: The cop was awesome! He amused the hell out of me. Conversation went kinda like this:
Cop: How're you doing 8D? *the smile on his face is what made it hilarious*
Me: XD Is that a trick question?
Cop: No, I don't think so, but you can make it to be if you want =D!
Then he told me how I should go to court and it'll probably get dropped after going to driving school... hurray!
