Daniel, Checker at Sprouts Grocery: How’s your day going?
Me: Not well. I was just rear-ended (fake cry).
Daniel: Oh, I am so sorry. Are you okay?
Me: I believe I’ve had a bit of whiplash.
Daniel: Oh (opens drawer). Would you like a sticker?
Me (Laughing hysterically}: You made my day.
I declined the sticker, but in hindsight I wish I had taken one. I was waiting for the light to change to green, and BAM I was suddenly struck from the rear. At first I was in panic/surprise mode. My response WTF! When I finally realized I had been rear-ended, I was shoved into the vehicle in front of me. No one was hurt except me and I’m milking this whiplash for all it’s worth. My car sustained damages both front and back. My front license plate was just hanging on. I now have it wired up and my car looks like it belongs to a redneck.
Don’t you just hate it when the mundane challenges of life interfere with your real purpose? I had purpose, I had errands. I needed Quest bars from GNC. I needed some groceries to make dinner. I needed to get back to my studio and paint and write (now that’s the real purpose). I did finish my errands about an hour after the accident. Then, I came home for a glass of wine and rested hoping my pain would recede. My insurance agent told me to sleep on it and if I get up the following morning and don’t hurt I would probably be okay. I responded I wake every morning in pain! After all I am a senior citizen. Well, I still have some pain, but I power-washed my deck and moved around a lot today… seems to help.
I’m still kicking myself for not taking the sticker though.