We were back in Springfield for a couple weeks before Dave had to go to Germany. I would be able to join him in about six months or so. I missed him a lot while he was gone and was really excited about being able to go to Germany (my adventurous spirit again). While he was gone I had this pretty white car with red interior to drive. There was a couple mishaps with the car though.
We had a snow and ice storm one night, so it was a little treacherous driving to work the next morning. Employees had to park way out back of the parking lot to leave the close ones for the customers. When I pulled in to the parking lot, there was only one car in the whole parking area. It was my friend and co-worker named Eileen. She had just pulled in to a spot and was starting to get out of her car. I started pulling in to the spot next to her and my car just started sliding sideways.I started motioning to her to get back in her car and she finally did as she saw what was happening, otherwise she could have been pinned between our cars. The damage to the cars was minimal, but she was so afraid that her dad would "kill her". We took her car to a body shop and got it fixed the very same day.
My other little mishap was that I pulled in too close to the house one night when I got home. When I went to back out the next morning, I ripped the side mirror off of the door. It was just dangling there! I got it fixed the same day it happened also.
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Driving mishaps seem to run in the family. You doing this. Dad flipping a car and rolling off a cliff. Me popping 3 wheels off the rims, and Laura hitting dad's truck. Maybe Whitney shouldn't be driving. lol
ReplyDeleteDad's poor car! It's hard to imagine him driving such a hot rod! I can only remember him driving family cars.
ReplyDeleteA good question: Why did I feel the need to park right next to her when we had the whole parking lot?
ReplyDeletewell, because she was your friend, of course! lol
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