Here's a sentence I bet you thought you would never read - I was in a car accident and it wasn't my fault. I'll spare you the gory details and give you just the carfax.
I was going straight, coming up to an intersection with a two-way stop. I did not have a stop sign, the other driver was stopped to my left, didn't see me and tried to cross the road. I don't eat steak, but this was a T-bone. No injuries other than some bruises and my ego when I realized how visible the hair follicles on my legs are. Do yourself a favor...don't zoom in on this pic.
After a fireman on the scene helped me cross the street to stand somewhere safe I texted my boss, my mother and my roommate. Everyone else involved was local and all of their dads came while I waited. A police officer asked us if we were on our way to school. I think I'm supposed to be either insulted that he thought I was a teenager, or complimented that I look young but I was neither. He was right. I was going to school, it's just a school I happen to work at. I'd never been in a wreck before so I really didn't know what to expect. I just assumed they were going to take me downtown and book me. The policeman asked if I had a ride and that's when I realized I wouldn't be driving my car to work.
As you can clearly see, it was totaled...I'm an idiot. I told my roommate that I was fine while I waited for my dad to arrive. But I wasn't fine. I was in the process of freezing to death. It was 27 degrees. I was wearing open-toed shoes. So when the other driver's father asked if I wanted to sit in his car and warm up I said yes. And when he needed to go to his house quickly to get car keys for the wrecker I was along for the ride. In retrospect...that was weird. He was being nice and was a very kind gentleman but these situations seem to only happen to me. Should you get in a stranger's car and go to a second location? Probably not.
Luckily, my dad came and got me, helped me sort out some insurance stuff and gave me a car to drive. Many family members and friends checked on me, including my aunt who finished her phone call by asking if I wanted to just go home and crash...interesting choice of words.
When I did get home instead of crashing (again) I researched cars and watched Grey's Anatomy, thankful that Shonda Rhimes isn't the show runner of my life. I know how she did McDreamy! My accident could have been much, much worse. I was granted a rental car after paying a deposit of fifty dollars, which I will get back once I return the rental. I'm not a lawyer but...I think that's a fifty dollar car? That is going to be hard to beat.
As we scoured the internet for new whips, my roommate Emily and I decided to tell her sister that I was buying her car for next to nothing from their dad since she moved. Please note that she immediately called her dad and did not text me back for over an hour.
After terrorizing her sister, Emily helped me car shop while simultaneously searching for the Jeep she so desperately needs because I am tired of folding myself in half to get in her Camaro. Emily is a car person and she comes from a strong lineage of car people so she does all the talking at dealerships. We've been wheeling and dealing since Sunday. When one salesman asked me for the best phone number to reach me and I looked at Emily out of habit. Luckily she gave me permission to give them my phone number.
I've been trying to throw around key car terminology to make myself seem knowledgeable, like "torque" and "PRNDL." But as much as I have learned through this process, Emily still has to explain things to me. Like powertrain doesn't mean that the car comes with a complimentary electric train set. And when I saw this on a car and got excited, thinking it was one of those coupon dispensers that used to be all over Food Lion when I was little, Emily informed me that it didn't hold coupons at all. Unfortunately I will have to pay full price for my new car and 2 General Mills products.
Since coupons were no longer an option, I had to find another way to pay for a new car. I told my parents we would see what the insurance payout would be, compare to my life insurance and make a difficult decision. And that's the story of how I learned that my parents are not cool with committing insurance fraud.
So I needed a plan C. And I had an idea...
As you can clearly see, it was totaled...I'm an idiot. I told my roommate that I was fine while I waited for my dad to arrive. But I wasn't fine. I was in the process of freezing to death. It was 27 degrees. I was wearing open-toed shoes. So when the other driver's father asked if I wanted to sit in his car and warm up I said yes. And when he needed to go to his house quickly to get car keys for the wrecker I was along for the ride. In retrospect...that was weird. He was being nice and was a very kind gentleman but these situations seem to only happen to me. Should you get in a stranger's car and go to a second location? Probably not.
Luckily, my dad came and got me, helped me sort out some insurance stuff and gave me a car to drive. Many family members and friends checked on me, including my aunt who finished her phone call by asking if I wanted to just go home and crash...interesting choice of words.
When I did get home instead of crashing (again) I researched cars and watched Grey's Anatomy, thankful that Shonda Rhimes isn't the show runner of my life. I know how she did McDreamy! My accident could have been much, much worse. I was granted a rental car after paying a deposit of fifty dollars, which I will get back once I return the rental. I'm not a lawyer but...I think that's a fifty dollar car? That is going to be hard to beat.
As we scoured the internet for new whips, my roommate Emily and I decided to tell her sister that I was buying her car for next to nothing from their dad since she moved. Please note that she immediately called her dad and did not text me back for over an hour.
After terrorizing her sister, Emily helped me car shop while simultaneously searching for the Jeep she so desperately needs because I am tired of folding myself in half to get in her Camaro. Emily is a car person and she comes from a strong lineage of car people so she does all the talking at dealerships. We've been wheeling and dealing since Sunday. When one salesman asked me for the best phone number to reach me and I looked at Emily out of habit. Luckily she gave me permission to give them my phone number.
I've been trying to throw around key car terminology to make myself seem knowledgeable, like "torque" and "PRNDL." But as much as I have learned through this process, Emily still has to explain things to me. Like powertrain doesn't mean that the car comes with a complimentary electric train set. And when I saw this on a car and got excited, thinking it was one of those coupon dispensers that used to be all over Food Lion when I was little, Emily informed me that it didn't hold coupons at all. Unfortunately I will have to pay full price for my new car and 2 General Mills products.
Since coupons were no longer an option, I had to find another way to pay for a new car. I told my parents we would see what the insurance payout would be, compare to my life insurance and make a difficult decision. And that's the story of how I learned that my parents are not cool with committing insurance fraud.
So I needed a plan C. And I had an idea...
There's a lot to unpack here. They say a picture is worth a thousand words but this one will run ya at least three grand. The first message is my grandmother telling me good night on behalf of her pet parakeet named Pretty Boy. The next part is me asking my grandfather if I can morally sell some of my eggs and/or a vital internal organ to get some quick cash. It was a soft no from him. I tried to point out that the Bible is also big on not being in debt and he told me Jesus would rather me be financially bankrupt than morally bankrupt so now I need a car and a priest.
No car yet but I am very excited about one in Winston-Salem and the salesman told me that he would be sure to put some cookies in the oven so they're ready for my visit so I think it's safe to say that's a done deal.
At this point, I'm happy to say I'm a Chevy Cruze stan. I drove a 2012 Chevy Cruze, my rental car is a Chevy Cruze and I have searched exclusively for Chevy Cruzes. When I went to look at some options Monday night, a salesman asked if I was familiar with the car and I politely explained my situation to him and asked if he had any questions for me about the Chevy Cruze. I would like to extend that offer to my readers as well. If anyone has questions about what colors cars come in, please don't hesitate to contact me. If you have questions about body styles, trim packages, horse power or warranties, contact Emily.
XOXO - Consummate Professionals
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