There are bad days, and then there are "God, why do I bother getting out of bed?" bad days, days that get submitted to FML and score plenty of "I agree, your life sucks" sympathy votes. This might just have been one of them.
At least it wasn't mine...
As I was walking back from lunch with another intern, I heard a crash and looked down the block to see a gray car slammed into the front of a maroon car. It appeared that the gray car had pulled out of the deck or away from the meter and, without bothering to look, had merged into its neighbor as the maroon car, you know, actually minded traffic laws.
We stared at the collision for a few seconds, taking in the automotive carnage and remarking that the gray car had to be responsible, and then the situation worsened exponentially.
See, you're having a bad day when you hit another car and it's quite clearly your fault.
It's much worse when the victim car's driver turns on the hidden blue light before he steps out, jacket off and scowling. Yes, it's an exceptionally bad day when you hit an unmarked police car.
Well done, gray car. Good luck with that one.
