Magnetic Personality

What can I say? People just want to be near to me... .they want to reach out and touch me... at least when they're in their cars. That's right. I was in yet another accident this morning. Nothing major, but it still pretty much sucks. Fortunately for me and our insurance rates, this one was totally not my fault. I was coming back from the grocery store with 2 weeks worth of groceries in the back of the van. Yes, our brand new van that we've had less than 4 months. I was driving in the right lane, and I'm not even sure if I had gotten up to the posted speed limit yet. All of a sudden, a pickup truck that was driving in the middle lane just ahead of me decided to make a right turn onto a side street. I slammed on my brakes, laid into my horn, and then proceeded to smash into the side of him. After calling 911, I called Andrew to have him come and get the groceries out of the back of the car so they didn't spoil in the 110 degree heat while we waited for the cops. I had no idea how long it would take for someone to get out there since it was a minor accident with no injuries. But thankfully the cops were there within minutes. Gotta hand it to the Chandler police! The guy's story was that he was driving around hanging signs for John McCain (is this a sign that I shouldn't vote for him?). When the signs in the back of his truck started blowing around, he decided to pull off and secure them. He told the cops he was changing lanes and just didn't see me, trying to downplay the extent of his bad driving, but we both know what actually happened, and the cop saw right through his story. I think the guy even knew he wasn't making sense, but he still had to try, I guess. But it doesn't matter. He got the ticket, he admitted fault, and even got his claim with his insurance company set up at the scene. So we should be taken care of. It just makes me sad that our new car is hurt. But it's all cosmetic, so it shouldn't be too bad. I just gotta say grrrrr!