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Today is a down day, I'm just getting over this cold and I'm at work. I was driving down the highway on my way to work this morning, and I noticed a familiar car in my rear view mirror. Wadda-ya-know, it's my ex girlfriend. She seems flustered with traffic, and she's probably on her way to college or work. Whatever the case, she's annoyed with traffic, and what was about to happen next would annoy her even more.
I speed off weaving in and out of traffic with my little hatch-back every time I see an opening. Traffic stops; I break. Traffic starts; I cut someone off and move ahead. Traffic stops; I catch my breathe and keep my eyes peeled for an opening. When suddenly I hear a terrible crashing sound. FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!! I thought someone hit my car. It was so close, I actually looked at the guy behind me, pointed at myself, and asked him if it was me? He looked at me like I was an idiot. He had this puzzled look as if I was asking if my car had passed gas or something. I turn my head, and there it is. One lane to my left, my ex-girlfriends car... totaled... just like the cereal. Smoke pouring out of the radiator. I called her cell phone, and she picked up. I asked if she was alright, and she asked what I was talking about in a prideful tone. "C'mon, are you fucking serious? I just saw you get in an accident!", I responded. "Oh that, yeah I'm fine. I guess I just don't know what to do. Are you watching me?!" "No, I'm just in rush hour traffic! Call the cops Grace; are you ok ? Do you need help?" "No" "Ok, talk to you later then." *click* I just hope she doesn't get the idea that we're on talking terms again. I hate these awkward moments where you have to help someone you really don't want to talk to. Do you guys get in these situations? |
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