…you ever have something not so great happen to you, but actually made your mood better? Yeah, that just happened. Like I was having the shittiest week, and this turned it around more or less.
So I’m leaving work right? I’m at a light, about five cars back, and a chick rear-ends me. I wouldn’t even call it that, the most damage was some paint transfer… it scared the SHIT out of me though. So I pull to the curb and get out, take a look at the bumper. She gets out and is about to shit bricks.
I: …are you okay?
She: Yeah yeah, I’m okay. Are you?
I: *chuckle* yeah I’m good—
She: —OMG I’m so sorry! *starts breathing fast*
I: No no! It’s cool! Calm down…
She: *tears form*
I: *chuckle* why are you crying? It’s cool. I’m good — okay slow down, breathe.
She: OMG it wasn’t supposed to happen like this! It’s my boyfriend’s birthday and I was trying to get him his gift and —
I: — it’s oookay —
She: — should I give you like some cash or something?
I: *laughs* what, no! You didn’t even do anything! It’s just paint…
She: *calms down*
I’m chuckling the whole time trying to ensure her that it was okay, and so she didn’t have a panic attack. She kept insisting that she pay for damages, and I just keep laughing.
Then we exchange numbers and leave.
…so yeah, my Wednesday night.