Friday, March 13, 2009
Friday The 13th
Actually Friday the 13th isn't what made me feel like a flibbertigibbet. You do know that is a silly flighty person? Thursday the 12th was my bad day. The finiancial adviser I've had since my husband died left the company and didn't even tell me, My telephone company called me to say I had not paid my bill. I always pay my bill. No I did not pay my bill. I'm saying bad things about the postman while writing a check to get it in mail in time. Today I found it in a place I never keep a bill. Humm you think gremlins? The rain was nice but my feet were wet so my foot slipped off the brake of John's truck while I was digging for my change purse in line at a fast food place. Remind me to never be too lazy to cook supper again. When my foot slipped I bumped the car ahead of me. She got her order and pulled up and got out of her car. I could see there didn't look to be any damage but I got my order and pulled up along side of her. I ask is there damage and she is on the phone so she just shrugs her shoulders. I don't see any damage so I check John's truck. No damage there. She ask for my insurance, name etc. which I glady give and then I ask for her's. She says this is my mom's car and she says not to give any information. Okay I'll just go to the police department and file a report. We left with her full of info. about me and me with nothing about her. Visions of whiplash are running through my mind. Not mine, her's. More like no insurance and no driver's licence on her part since if one shared info. the other should no matter who was at fault. The officer told me if an insurance company calls you tell them it didn't happen. You both looked at your cars, you both left, and there is no report. This morning I woke up thinking maybe I should dye Susie green and I did throw my wrickety ladder on the trash pile so I won't ever walk under it again.