I was on my way here to the hospital yesterday when I got involved in a traffic accident. No one was hurt fortunately and we were all very cordial throughout. But I just wanted to relate the aftermath as it has some comic aspects.
This is all sort of in a day’s work for trying to get to my appointment yesterday on time and in one piece. And did make it and with my blood pressure in pretty good shape to boot.
So after getting out of the street and into an adjacent parking lot so we didn’t have to worry about getting hit again. That maneuver was successful with my truck but some horrendous noise was coming from the damaged area. On further inspection it appeared that my bumper was bent inward and was up against my front tire meaning that I couldn’t possibly turn to the right.
About that time the owner of the business was out telling us that we couldn’t be there and we would have to move. He was having work done and we were smack dab in the middle of things. There was a crew unloading tools and I borrowed a crowbar to try and straighten the offending part but no go. The bend was too strong.
About this time the boss of the crew shows up with a dump truck that needs to be there. So I am looking at the name on the side of the truck and it is a demolition outfit. So, a light goes on in my brain. The boss is looking at me and I’m looking at him and we are both looking at my truck and I say, “I need a Sawsall”. That is one of the main demo tools ever and I know they have one there somewhere.
So, even better, he not I, after a little conference saws off the end of my offending bumper, no muss no fuss. And then and there I was able to drive away and be out of his way and on my way. Wow, everyone needs a demo guy!
So, that was the salient part of my morning. And everything went more normally after that. Even all the way to being back home again and having our son and daughter-in-law for spaghetti and meatballs. Then we decorated the tree. All’s well that ends well right there.
And beyond all that good stuff I think maybe the incident shook something loose in my writing department. You know how they say in hushed tones, “Yea, he was never quite the same after the accident.” I’m feeling a bit more poetic these daze.
Movin on loves, Felipé.
Hola, Felipe, Demo-Man!!
First off, I hope this comment makes it to the “print” phase. The last several over the last several days have disappeared into the ether somewhere.
Second: Your descriptive dissertation of the “fix it” part of the post was fine. Just fine. You used a lot of colorful words to describe the essence of the event. We both know the “bones” of the drama was: “React. Adapt. Overcome.” Yeah. That’s what we do.
Demo on, Amigo.
SF,
PFJ
Reading your post to Joanna in a Tiny House Air BnB as we head north and grinning ear to ear! That’s New Yorker magazine stuff!
Delightful. Got some Tiny Hoyse ideas to share, btw.
Hope all went ok at you appt, too.!
Rasmus is grinning, too.
Steve-O ~ Yea the demo guy comes through. We were talking the same language is the real key to it. Keep on grinning. Phil.