Bad luck or good luck?

[cjsmith]

I almost got creamed a few minutes ago by a guy in a white truck running a red light. (According to one of my friendsfriends I am more at fault than someone who runs red lights, because he hates women who put on makeup in cars. (Note that I was not, nor have I ever, put on makeup while driving a car.) But that's neither here nor there.) Because the timing was just right, or because when he leaned on the horn he ALSO hit the brakes, or whatever, he didn't actually hit me. It was very close and then he was gone, zooming off to make a left onto Central.

Bad luck to encounter him at all, or good luck to be spared a new car purchase and probable injury?

Sorta like the time I inhaled a bee but didn't get stung.

I'm still a little shaky.

Comments

[jcgbigler.livejournal.com]

I can relate (http://jcgbigler.livejournal.com/21681.html).

In addition to the above, I remember an incident from the early 1990s, in which I was driving my girlfriend and self to work. A driver ran a red light and I had to swerve quite a ways to avoid the accident. Afterwards, my girlfriend was staring open-mouthed. I thought she might not have been looking at the road and didn't know the reason for the swerve, so I said, "That car just ran the red light and I had to swerve to avoid an accident." She replied, "Not that. Your coffee! You didn't even spill a drop!" At which point I looked and noticed that I did indeed still have a coffee cup in my right hand.

Glad you're OK. *hug*

[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Ouch, yes, I remember when you posted that. Scary.

The coffee anecdote is perfect. THAT is a Boston driver!

Thanks. *hugback*