Saturday evening I walked (by which I mean “staggered”) off my flight from London and checked my e-mail. There was a note from Progressive thanking me for processing my claim for the accident I was in earlier that day. Since I was in Europe earlier that day and the only accident I’d been involved in there was some bad curry, I realized that something must’ve happened with the Mrs. HTF. After she picked me up I learned that a lady had caused a car accident which involved her running into the side of the Honda Civic my wife was drving. Thankfully, no one was hurt, except for my car. Traci told me how the lady had at first denied hitting our car at all – that story changed when my wife called the police. Apparently, Traci got along quite nicely with the officer and all was good.
On Sunday morning on the way to church we drove around a corner and saw a car off to the side turned totally upside down. Clearly, an accident had just happened. I pulled over and in full-suit ran up to see if the people were ok. I pulled out a male & female teenager – both were dazed, but unhurt. They both seemed to be ok except that the female was accusing the male of driving badly and bumping into her during the crash. As a fellow-male, with a few years of experience, I told him that he should get used to being accused of things and quickly apologize. He just looked confused.
When the policeman showed up he checked out the accident and then saw my wife. Confused he said to her,
“You again?”
Yep, it was the same police-dude from the day before. Traci explained that this time she was a really innocent bystander. I thought the irony was kinda funny.
So I’m hoping that my wife is able to avoid accidents today . . . but it is Halloween. Maybe I should dress up as a cop…
