It's gonna be one of those weeks
Jun. 17th, 2010 12:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trystinnThis afternoon while I was painting the front porch steps (from a hideous dark green to a lovely sand color), Josh was running our friend's teenager home after helping with the sanding. Josh stopped at the gas station, the bank, grabbed a pizza and was headed with home with Doodle on the front seat with him.
In the town south of us, a teenager was celebrating with her friend after having been given a Jeep for her birthday. She immediately set off from home with her friend in the passenger seat for Oak Harbor. Where she blew through a light and t-squared Josh's big truck right behind the driver's seat.
Josh is fine (but sore). Doodle is fine (but sore and confused). The truck is likely totaled - loads of side-panel damage, drive shaft was knocked out of the transfer case, the rear axle is bent, the driver's rear wheel is torqued and the emergency brake cable snapped). The teenager drove away with a smooshed front end and a ticket for running the red light at speed. Kevin, Josh and I got to spend a few hours with Whidbey General's Finest in the ER, waiting for CAT scan results.
The story I gleaned listening to the men in the teenager's family talk among themselves. One of their comments was "she doesn't pay any attention to her teachers or parents, I don't know why they thought she'd pay attention to traffic signs!"
Which really pisses me off. There's a lesson here, but I doubt anyone learned it.
In the town south of us, a teenager was celebrating with her friend after having been given a Jeep for her birthday. She immediately set off from home with her friend in the passenger seat for Oak Harbor. Where she blew through a light and t-squared Josh's big truck right behind the driver's seat.
Josh is fine (but sore). Doodle is fine (but sore and confused). The truck is likely totaled - loads of side-panel damage, drive shaft was knocked out of the transfer case, the rear axle is bent, the driver's rear wheel is torqued and the emergency brake cable snapped). The teenager drove away with a smooshed front end and a ticket for running the red light at speed. Kevin, Josh and I got to spend a few hours with Whidbey General's Finest in the ER, waiting for CAT scan results.
The story I gleaned listening to the men in the teenager's family talk among themselves. One of their comments was "she doesn't pay any attention to her teachers or parents, I don't know why they thought she'd pay attention to traffic signs!"
Which really pisses me off. There's a lesson here, but I doubt anyone learned it.
