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August 09, 2005
Puzzle me this one, please
Friday night daughters Heather and Siobhan were in a car accident. Nothing really serious, a couple of bruises and Heather's beloved Mustang (which she just paid off one month ago - 3 years ahead of schedule - doncha know?) is going to be in the shop for 2-3 weeks. The girls were waiting at a redlight when a man fully blew the redlight from the other direction and slammed into another car. Heather and Siobhan went from "God, look at that!" to "no..no NO...OH SHIT!!!" as the man's car spun and slammed into the driver's side front quarterpanel of the Mustang, pushing them over a lane and a half.
Siobhan is immediately out the passenger side, cell phone in hand dialling 911 and trying to make sure everyone is ok.
The good stuff: People in the immediate neighborhood, some in their pajamas, come running with blankets and asking if anyone is hurt and needs assistance.
The weird stuff: "Rubberneckers" are going to happen. It's just the human condition to slow down at an accident for a good looksee. But Siobhan was first surprised, then down right pissed, at the number of cars slowing down and people leaning out the windows to take pictures. Digital cameras, camera phones -- she said every time she looked around someone was snapping pics on their way by. It got so ubiquitous that she wanted to shout, "What? I should cut myself on some glass so I can fucking bleed for you people?"
What gives?
Posted by Darleen at August 9, 2005 06:37 PM
Comments
You have a foul mouth, sister. If your daughters were injured more seriously, and needed a blood transfusion, then maybe you'd have more appreciation for the Americans with
Disabilities Act. I don't believe your daughters version of the story anyway. They probably caused the accident you refer too. I bet they were talking away on their cellphones, blaring the radio, and smoking cigarettes, and not paying attention to the road. Dumb, selfish, hedonistic girls like their mom no doubt! Who taught them to lie to cover up for their carelessness. Was it you, again?
Posted by: Hemophiliac at August 10, 2005 09:03 AM
What a load of wet bull this last comment is. You're no hemophiliac - you've got verbal diarrhea.
Posted by: Hemophobe at August 13, 2005 09:45 PM