Okay, I've known all my life that I'm a bad driver, but this takes the cake. Not one, but TWO accidents in the same day? Wtf!
Yes, you read correctly. Two in one day. Gg.
See, I'm a highly stressful person, I don't do well with people asking things of me left and right and hmm, that's what happened yesterday! I was getting "I need you at work asap" texts, I was rushing so I wouldn't miss my friends presentation to our class (which I missed) and overall just stressed out over the past two weeks' events. It's nobodies fault but mine. All in all, I can't park to save my life, quite literally. Some chick was just chilling in the aisle I was aiming for because it was pretty empty, so I sat there for her to come out; she didn't budge. I'm going to find her car and slash her tires. I'm going up the next one, praying for a spot without anyone beside it, lo and behold there are none: f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s. So I try to park next to a '99 Sentra, misjudge it and here comes that sweet sound that could only be the sound of sheet metal getting to know its partner on a very personal level. This was followed by a series of loud, panicky swear words. I called the police, left info, done deal. Insurance would pay for it, I could calm down.
Not so fast.
Later that night, my roommate asked if I wanted to go to sushi with him and Ashley. I love sushi. I couldn't say no and not hate myself. They were going to a movie afterward, I was going to study, so I drove. Mistake #1. I'd been on edge all day since the first one, but after that I pulled back into the dorm parking lot, but I was precariously close to a truck on the left side. I can't back out, so I tried to get closer to the Eclipse on the right side, so I backed up ever so slightly, and .. yep, you guessed it. Scraaaaaape. Eff my life. Some girl had been driving pretty close to the bumpers of the parked cars and apparently was involved with her boyfriend or someone on the phone because it was just a straight up t-bone. I never did pay attention in driver's Ed as to who had the right-of-way for backing up. I don't think it's the one backing up. Whatever.
On a bright note, I forgot all about it until this morning when I saw the dents, scrapes, and all the other goodies I had received the previous day.
Oh well. Nobody was hurt, that's the positive, I guess.
And they say women can't drive. Pfft. They haven't met me yet. This also gave me my topic for my special occasion speech: The award for Worst Driver and a RDA (Reckless Drivers Anonymous) meeting. It's going to be lovely, I'm all about making fun of myself in front of people. I'm actually kind of excited for it.
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