Monday, June 9, 2008

A Little Moron Driving in Montreal

Today we organized the mountain of my-son-in-Japan’s toys into three LARGE boxes (can you say “27-inch TV?”) and were on our way to deliver them to the Salvation Army on Côte-des-Neiges when the horror occurred. We were going at a good clip, maybe 35 mph, when some woman out of the CLEAR BLUE SKY, who had many parking spaces free ahead of her, pulled directly out of her space and directly into our path. My driver pulled an amazing maneuver -- I thought in the half second or two that we were all goners, and foresaw the thud of crunching metal, but amazingly, she wrenched the wheel and we screeched to the left, going into the oncoming lane (no oncoming traffic, thank god!) and we came to a rest no more than a foot from the @#&%!?!@#$!!! woman's driver door.

She uttered an “Oh!” but immediately took off and we were so shaken that we lost her.

If we hadn’t turned as quickly as we did, if I’d been driving, we would have plowed directly with our right-front bumper into her driver’s door.

Would have been bad for us, but worse for her.

There are licenses to drive cars, motorcycles or trucks, but I’ve yet to see a category for morons.

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