The other day, The Civee and I were walking around, about to cross the street, when we were almost run over by a car driven by a woman who apparently didn’t notice the red octagonal sign hovering over the intersection.
She eventually stopped, with the front of her car out in traffic, so we passed behind her, quite miffed, while alerting her to the fact that she blew past a stop sign. Sure we were loud, but we felt because she had her windows and sunroof open that she heard us.
Flashforward to yesterday evening…I was waiting for The Civee to get back home from her class when I get a panicked call from her: “I’m all right, I was in an accident, I’ll call back later.”
Turns out, The Civee was going through an intersection on her way home, while some yahoo driving an SUV ignored the fact that he had a red light, ran through the light and straight into the side of our car (effectively T-Boning it). Our car swung around and got hit again on the front.
The Civee bumped her head and was checked out by paramedics at the scene. Other than a headache, she’s all right (and we think the baby is too).
The car, on the other hand, is not. We went to the place where it was towed to pick up our things, and when we first got there, I didn’t recognize the car. For some reason, they wouldn’t let me take pictures, but I can say that it made the last time we were hit look like a scratch.
As I said, luckily, The Civee is fine and our insurance should take care of the car. But still, two incidents within days where our lives are endangered by idiots failing to heed the most basic rule- that red means stop.
I know I’m not a perfect driver. But I’m definitely going to be paying attention to those octagonal signs and red lights in the future.