It snowed again here in the Seattle area today. It began around 4PM, and while it wasn’t as cold or quite as bad as the last time, somehow things managed to turn out much worse for me.
I left work “early,” around 4:20PM, to avoid the horrific inclement weather driving abilities of my eastside compatriots, or so I thought. First I present Exhibit A.
Use the numbers in the image to follow along as I share my latest saga of bad weather meets bad drivers…
- I inched my car from Building 17 on the main Microsoft campus toward NE 39th Street.
- As I prepared to turn right onto NE 39th Street, I was rear-ended by a woman in an SUV (Nissan Pathfinder). I hadn’t even made it off campus!
- I knew from the impact the SUV did more than just scratch my car (Mazda 626) so I got out to survey the damage. My bumper had a big chunk missing and was badly scratched. Fortunately, there was no major damage, like a displaced trunk, so I threw up a hypothetical high-five to the Mazda engineers.
- The snow was coming down really hard as I began walking toward the Nissan and I bundled up as best I could. The woman from the SUV approached me as well and asked if I was ok. I replied in the affirmative. As if on cue, she told me she had been pushed into me by the car behind her. I glanced at the car behind her SUV and, sure enough, there was a Ford Escort with a badly damaged front-end. “How in the world do you rear-end an SUV, in an Escort, leaving a parking garage, in a snowstorm, with so much force, that it damages the car in front of it?” I pondered momentarily. The answer (“Horrible Seattle drivers!!!”) was too obvious for me to feign bewilderment.)
- Nissan Woman and I began approaching the crumpled Escort in true Kool Moe Dee, “Wild Wild West” fashion. Someone had some ‘splainin’ to do. We must have looked menacing. A woman slowly appeared from the driver’s side of the Escort looking Cockeyed & CluelessTM rocking a classic Steve Urkel, “Did I do that?” expression on her face. Nissan Woman looked perturbed. Seeing all the cars and snow pile up ruining any hope I originally had of getting home quickly, I was pissed.
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