I hit a car today. Like...smashed it.
I smashed a car today.
Man. It just really sucks - here's what happened:
I went out to dinner last night for a friends birthday, lets call her 'kt'. Now, 'kt' lives about 45 minutes to an hour away from where I live, lets call it my 'house'. So, I leave my 'house' to go to the party for 'kt'. It was a great time, really fun. I actually sat in between my wife and Stefan, but that's irrelevant.
It turned out to be a way longer night than I expected. We've all been there, ya know. Sitting there at a dinner, with some of your best friends, drinking and looking crazy awesome in your new button down polo.
Anyway, like I said it was a fun night and we ended up staying until about 1:40 in the A.M, so by the time I got to bed it was about 3:45. I had to get up for work at 6, so I only got 2 hours of sleep.
So at about 6:45 in the A.M. I'm heading to work down a one way street, I kinda look away for a second and...
I hit a parked car. Smashed it.
So, of course tons of thoughts went through my head - all I could think was 'my insurance is gonna skyrocket' - don't get me wrong though I also thought about the persons' car that I hit, ya know? I was thinking 'this dudes gonna come out to see his car smashed today', 'this guys gonna have to figure out how to get to work for awhile, maybe weeks', but most of all I felt bad because 'this dudes not even gonna know who did it'.
Anyway, my Hummer got scratched and grape Tab was sold out in the soda machine at work. So...yeah, pretty crappy day.