It's not fun to wake up to the pounding of the neighbor kid's fist on your door informing you that your car has been hit. It's not fun to stand in the rain, surmising the damage and taking pictures and waiting for the police. But it could have been a lot worse. Someone could have been hurt. Or I could have owned the white car that got the brunt of the damage, or the Escapade that took a bit more damage than mine. My Grand Am was the third car hit; the other two cars took most of the impact. It could have been hit by someone who drove off from the scene instead of a pleasantly mannered lady who just ashamedly admitted she hydroplaned in her car. I might not have had her around to help me with taking pictures and telling me exactly you're supposed to do when something like this happens; it could have been the last roommate I had, who did things like scream indecipherable messages on my voice mail when something bad happened. So, all in all, it could have been worse. My car is driveable, just banged up. I have an appointment with the lady's insurance company to look at it on Monday morning. I have some faith that everything will work out and even when it has to go in for service to get undented, that it won't take long. We'll see.
I still wish that, after taking a long hot shower after it all happened and going back to bed because I couldn't find any towels and it just looked so warm there, that it had all gone away by the time I had awakened. It didn't. In my light sleep, I heard neighbor after neighbor wake up and find themselves in shock over the damage. This is the first time this has happened in the four years I've lived here. You'd think that the moderately busy road would have more of this. But, it's not that bad. No one hurt, everyone is insured. Could be worse.
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