Thursday, July 4, 2019

Happy Birthday America

And Happy Birthday Captain America!
Nothing special happening for us seniors today and looks like the nation is going to be presented with a whole lot of nothing coming to us in the guise of a spectacle wasting an enormous amount of money while migrant children go without soap and toothpaste.

On a personal level, this holiday started off with a BANG, literally and figuratively when granddaughter messaged she’d been the victim of a hit and run.
Second time the Saturn has been hit since I turned it over to her.
I think it was bad luck when she removed my old “Jesus Loves You But I’m His Favorite” sticker because first there was the Saturn being sideswiped.

And now a full on assault.

The good news is she and her boyfriend were banged up, sore, but neither seriously injured due to the quick thinking of boyfriend.
Boyfriend was driving and, while in a turn, spotted the car flying down the street, heading directly towards granddaughter in the passenger seat. Boyfriend quickly sped up to try to avoid the impact and, from where the damage is located, looks like they almost escaped the hit.
Not only did boyfriend’s quick thinking save granddaughter from serious harm, he was able to chase the guy down and take photos of his license plate.
The police ran the plates, got the drivers info, but said granddaughter and boyfriend will have to wait for about 10 days for a report as to who hit and run guy is.
How much you wanna bet hit and run guy has no insurance.
Ugly as the Saturn now looks, granddaughter says the car still drives fine but, of course, it can’t be driven with the tail light missing.
It looks fixable, if they can find a good body shop. Fixable but expensive. Not to mention what this is going to do to her insurance rate.
Oh well, such is life.
Granddaughter says she learned through this experience that boyfriend and she have different methods of responding to almost losing their lives. Boyfriend was all heroic when he needed to be. However, after all was said and done, reality set in and boyfriend experienced a panic attack and had to lay down. Granddaughter broke her diet and ate a pop tart.

1 comment:

  1. Hahaha. I'm with the pop tart, or a candy bar in my situation. I love the Draft Dodger meme.