There’s nothing quite like meeting someone new. . . by accident.
Now before you get all excited and happy for me, this isn’t a story of my meeting “someone special.”
(Although I’m sure the person I met is special in her own way.)
No, this happened yesterday afternoon as I was traveling to my haircut appointment.
I was heading east, stopped at a traffic light in the left-turn lane.
When the green arrow appeared, our procession began moving, but the first car decided to stop suddenly.
Perhaps to turn into a restaurant parking lot, I don’t really know.
Nor do I care.
The man driving the utility truck in front of me jammed on his brakes, forcing me to stomp on mine.
Fortunately, I was far enough behind and traveling slow enough to do so successfully.
Unfortunately, the girl driving the car behind me was Right. On. My. Rear. Bumper.
Meaning she couldn’t stop in time.
So the front of her car smashed into the back of mine.
I stopped my car, jumped out cursing, and approached her.
She motioned for us to move out of the way into a nearby parking lot.
Where we exchanged drivers license and insurance information, as well as phone numbers.
Both of us were shaken up.
Accidents have a way of doing that.
But looking at her drivers license and realizing she was just a year younger than My Favorite Domer, my heart softened a bit.
I reined in my temper and became a mom again.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes. Are you?”
“I’m so sorry,” she told me. “I just couldn’t stop.”
“I know,” I sympathized. “I probably couldn’t have either.”
Neither of us had a passenger with us. Neither of us was injured.
In fact, her car didn’t look “bruised” at all.
So we parted ways, if not besties, at least on friendly terms.
The way I’d hope someone would be with Domer, if he should ever find himself in this poor girl’s position.
Which I hope he never does!
Tell me, have you accidentally met any interesting people lately??