Caught from behind
Those of you who know me in the "real world" know that I am anything but a morning person. One of the joys of self-employment is that I rarely have to rise early, and I like that state of affairs.
When the phone rang at 7:15 this morning, I didn't have much choice.
KJ had been involved in a rear-end collision in her brand new car.
Well, jump-start my heart.
I'll get to the end of the story first: KJ's fine, aside from a few sore muscles and jangled nerves. The Subaru sustained little visually evident damage, though we'll have it examined by an auto body shop just to be certain everything's okay.
At the time of the accident, KJ had just exited the freeway to grab a bite of breakfast at McDonald's. She was waiting at the traffic signal at the end of the off-ramp when another driver, probably paying more attention to the young woman in his passenger seat than to the road ahead, failed to see the red light or the car that had stopped for it.
By the time I arrived at the scene, a member of Santa Rosa's finest had the situation well in hand. The youthful driver who struck KJ's car either had no operating license or was driving under a suspended license — it wasn't clear to me which was the truth. He did, however, appear to have current insurance on his vehicle, which may prove important. The officer didn't arrest the offender, but she did write him a summons and prohibit him from driving his car home.
KJ, while sufficiently calm and level-headed enough to have jotted down all the pertinent information and called the police, was trembling like the proverbial leaf — partly from the harrowing experience, partly from the chill morning air. I followed her the rest of the way to her office, just to be certain that she landed safely.
She never did get her Egg McMuffin.
When the phone rang at 7:15 this morning, I didn't have much choice.
KJ had been involved in a rear-end collision in her brand new car.
Well, jump-start my heart.
I'll get to the end of the story first: KJ's fine, aside from a few sore muscles and jangled nerves. The Subaru sustained little visually evident damage, though we'll have it examined by an auto body shop just to be certain everything's okay.
At the time of the accident, KJ had just exited the freeway to grab a bite of breakfast at McDonald's. She was waiting at the traffic signal at the end of the off-ramp when another driver, probably paying more attention to the young woman in his passenger seat than to the road ahead, failed to see the red light or the car that had stopped for it.
By the time I arrived at the scene, a member of Santa Rosa's finest had the situation well in hand. The youthful driver who struck KJ's car either had no operating license or was driving under a suspended license — it wasn't clear to me which was the truth. He did, however, appear to have current insurance on his vehicle, which may prove important. The officer didn't arrest the offender, but she did write him a summons and prohibit him from driving his car home.
KJ, while sufficiently calm and level-headed enough to have jotted down all the pertinent information and called the police, was trembling like the proverbial leaf — partly from the harrowing experience, partly from the chill morning air. I followed her the rest of the way to her office, just to be certain that she landed safely.
She never did get her Egg McMuffin.
Labels: Aimless Riffing, My Home Town
SwanShadow was randomly pounding the keyboard at 3:34 PM
3 insisted on sticking two cents in:
Glad she's safe.
Whoa! It hasn't been a great week for the ladies in our lives. When you read my next post, you'll understand why. I'm ever so glad that KJ's okay. Bummer about the new car; but we'd rather have KJ in once piece!
Scott: I am too. :)
Donna: As noted, KJ's fine, and so far as we can determine, the car probably is, too. Cars are easier to come by, though.
And I'm sorry to hear about your little lady's recent reversal of fortune. Here's hoping she's back on the mend soon.
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