The next decade....what's in store?

An accident and living in fear

As I was driving to the gym this evening, I saw a car accident. A lady wanted to turn right from Charlemont Avenue on to Barbican Drive. A man wanted to turn from Barbican Road on to Charlemont Avenue. The lady messed up, and so came out while the man was turning. Crunk! Not too too much damage. Both vehicles stopped and I suppose they exchanged telephone numbers and ting. Hopefully there wasn't any cussing.

I was thinking that you can never be too careful. I drive sort of defensively, assuming that all other cars are going to do some dumb-a** thing.

Like when I reached closer to the gym. People did not learn how to use a four-way stop sign obviously. They don't know that you take it in turns according to who reach up to their stop sign first. So I always assume that the dumb mutts are going to just drive behind the car that is in front of them, the one that had reached to the stop sign first.

So said so done this evening. I had to draw brakes.

Then here is the fear part. The man, after he stops and allows me to turn right, as I am turning, he sticks out his hand out of his window. I instinctively draw away from him, thinking that it may be a weapon. There have been known cases in Jamaica where a bad-drive ends up in murder.

You see why I can't stay here now? My heart started to beat fast for nothing.

Posted by yamfoot at March 1, 2005 11:45 PM