Sunday, May 25, 2008

Are You Okay?

The other day, a car hit mine. Baruch Hashem, my car sustained just a small, barely noticeable scratch.

It was raining, and I was going really slow, yet I couldn't stop. I swerved to avoid him, and thereby just missed hitting the front passenger door. Had I been travelling a little faster, there would have been a major accident.

Though he had pulled out of a spot parked the wrong way and drove across the lane straight into me, he still claimed that it was my fault; that I "came out of nowhere."

Then, truly from out of nowhere, came a tow truck with a photographer in tow. (Even before the police arrived!) Didn't bother to ask if I'm okay; didn't bother to say excuse me; he asked if I was filing, and when I replied in the negative, he zoomed off. (We spotted him a few minutes later, towing another car...)

My fellow Yid - I am truly disgusted. I know you have to earn a parnassa, but please! A little mentchlichkeit!

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

And the award goes to...

They all said
Brooklyn driving
was really bad.

Couldn't get worse.

Guess all haven't driven through