The road might look something like this. Note that there are ditches, rather than curbs, and that the telephone pole is set on the street, as opposed to the more rational off the street position. When oncoming traffic approaches, one must be very careful to not end up in the ditch, but one also desires to not meet the oncoming car head on. Again, note that the road is not really meant for much traffic.
Should you be interested in having a bad day, you might be a little preoccupied with finding the school from an unfamiliar direction, and you might be concerned about navigating a narrow road, and when an oncoming car appears, you might forget for just a moment that you are sitting on the right side of the car, rather than the left, and in the process of moving over, may also fail to notice that the telephone pole is in the road. This could lead to a spectacular run-on sentence, and could also result in flattening and scraping your van down the entire length of the passenger side.
Thus, it might look something like this:
This might lead you to feel quite a bit of chagrin and mortification. It may lead to loss of self esteem and confidence, and dread at telling one's husband that one has done something so spectacularly stupid.
Should one possess a optimistic disposition, one might be grateful that it is cosmetic damage only, and no ditches or other vehicles were involved. One might be doubly grateful that one has a husband who is more prone to offering condolences and Apple Fritters than criticism. And one might feel pretty lucky, even if one still feels incredibly dumb.


1 comment:
That is so very, very sad. And to have the reminder every time you look at the car. (Maybe you should only approach the car from the driver's side from now on!) And I am glad that Dan didn't rub it in. And I'm glad you could have fun at the beach and have a good day after this bad day.
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