I was on my way home from work and running a couple errands... All I wanted to go was go home and cook dinner and a meal to take to some friends who'd just had a baby.
Instead, I get hit by an idiotic driver who couldn't be bothered to slow down and look in her side mirror before changing lanes and slamming right into my car, then rear-ending another car.
Just. Frakking. Wonderful.
I'm okay, just shaken up and really, really, really PISSED. I'm pissed that I was minding my own damn business and got hit. I always said it wouldn't be my fault if I were in an accident.
I'm pissed because now I have to deal with insurance companies and getting my car fixed.
I'm pissed because the driver that hit us didn't even bother to look at or speak to us before leaving.