The accident

Okay, third time is the charm I hope because I've started this post twice already and I got a few paragraphs in and then I lost it. So, tonight I'm bound and determined to get something out on this virtual paper. The sooner I get it out through my fingertips the sooner it'll stop taking up space in my head.

There is so much to update you guys on, I don't even know where to begin. So, I guess I'll try to start from the beginning...

A few weeks ago I was driving down the road to meet a friend. I had actually stopped to get gas but there was a really long line at the gas station and I was annoyed that it was taking forever, so I decided to wing it. That was my first mistake.

So, I'm about two minutes from my destination when the car starts doing that sputtering type thing and I realize that I'm about to run out of gas and I'm on Tropicana in the far left lane and I need to hurry up and get this car off the road before I completely stop in the middle of traffic. I do a VERY quick assesment and see that there's a 7-11 right next to me - WHAT LUCK! I just need to cut across two lanes of traffic and I'll be set.

OH SHIT! I guess he was in my blind spot, but the next thing I know I'm sideswiping a big truck and he ends up off the road, over the curb and into a flower bed in front of a veterinarian clinic. I managed to pull my car into a spot at the clinic which was next to the 7-11 and here's the really funny part... This 7-11 doesn't even have gas pumps. Nice.

So, this kid jumps out of the truck and he's like freakin out. "oh my god, this isn't my truck" blah blah. He's on the phone calling every tom dick and harry that he can think of and that's when I decide to take charge. He's like "should we call the police or something?" and I"m like "nah, there's no need to call them, they'll just take forever to get here and I've got insurance so that's all you need. I give him my insurance card and my license so that he can go into the vet's office and make copies....

Gotta watch mike and molly so this will be continued in an hour...

Okay, so, he's in and out of the vet's office. He's walking around in circles and he doesn't know what to do with himself. He's acting like the truck is totalled when in reality it just had a flat tire and maybe a tiny bit of body damage. He was wanting me to call my insurance company and get his truck towed. I told him he was totally over reacting and I showed him that he just had a flat tire and that it was an easy fix. He was adamant about me calling my insurance company to prove to him that my insurance was valid or whatever, so I did that for him. I put the agent on the phone with him and he starts to open a new claim. I'm like 'oh hell no'. This is a pay as you go phone. This is my dad's phone and I do not have unlimited minutes. Get off my phone. I told him about twenty times to get off my phone and to call teh agent back from his own phone. He kept ignoring me so I snatched the phone out of his hand, hung up on the agent and told to use his own phone. At this point I was done. He had my information, I was still waiting for him to make copies, but I needed a soda and I had to go to the bathroom and I just needed a few minutes in the air conditioning and away from him.

So, I'm inside Jack in the Box for about fifteen minutes or so. I come out and everyone is gone. the truck is gone, the driver of the truck is gone, the annoying passerbys are gone and oh yeah, my license and my insurance card is gone too. What the?? My window was down, if he needed to leave why didn't he just throw the license on the seat or something?? Or, he could have opened the door to Jack in the Box and given me my license, but whatever. I got some gas and headed home.

About a week passes by and I haven't called the insurance company. I know that I probably should because there was undoubtedly a claim put in and they probably want my version of the story. But, I'm pretty sick in the stomach about my beautiful new car. The whole passenger side is damaged and it's definitely my fault and my insurance is really high as it is and now it's going to go even higher and my parents are mad at me and I basically want to hide from the world and that's pretty much what I've been doing. I lost yet another cell phone, my parents are mad at me, my car is driving okay but it looks crappy now and I'm hanging out with friends and I haven't been home in days.

So, my friend David gets me out of my mood and suggests that we go gambling and basically I'll never say "no" to gambling. So, we hop in my car and the closest casinos to him are Sam's Town, Boulder Station, Eastside Cannery and Arizona Charlies and or course Dottie's.

We decided on Boulder Station. Mistake number two.

To be continued...



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