Strike two

I was already having kind of a shitty day, only made worse by the first beautiful weather we'd had in weeks. No one wants to be grumpy on a nice day.

So I packed Perl into the car and we drove to San Francisco. It is sunny and 60. Couldn't be more perfect.

As we waited for the light to turn green so that we could make a u-turn to get to Fort Funston, I startled myself by screaming.

It took a second to realize that I had just been rear-ended. I've never been in an accident before.

No one was hurt. Our dogs seemed unfazed. We exchanged information and I called my insurance to file a claim. I actually feel bad for the girl. New Saab. Today is her thirtieth birthday. Brakes just didn't work as well as she had thought. Part of her bumper detached.

The only damage I could find to my car was this license plate light and a couple scratches. Guess we will see what the mechanics say.

This reminded iDad of the following joke:

Bad Day

I rear ended a car this morning…
I tell you, I knew it was going to be a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!
He looked up at me and said “I am NOT Happy!”
So I said, “Well…. Which one ARE you then?”
That’s how the fight started…


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