Of All The Rotten Luck!

Would you believe I was hit from behind while stopped at a traffic light on my way to my parents' house after church? I've had this car for only 3 days! And I've NEVER been hit or been in an accident, EVER!! We were all backed up at the light (which always happens after mass ends) and I looked in my rearview mirror, saw the side of the guy's head, and thought "He's not going to stop," and he didn't! So, I pull over and brace myself for what I'm about to see. Thankfully it was just some chipped paint on the bumper. I called my husband and he freaked, but I talked him down off that ledge.

The scrape on the left was already there.

The guy finally gets out of his car after rummaging through his glove box (probably looking for his non-existent insurance card) and says really slowly "You ok?" English is definitely not his first language. Myself and the two kids are fine, thank God! Good thing we were coming out of church, huh? Although, this will give my son another reason why we SHOULDN'T go to church! Twice in mass he mouthed to me "THIS SUCKS!" Anyway, we assessed the damage (he had none) and I decided to just go. Later on, Charlie tells me that while I was outside the car he cursed! (Mind you he's 15 but I don't allow him to curse. He SAYS he doesn't and that he thinks the "F-word" is disgusting.) He asked his sister if he should tell me he cursed and Chelsea told him no, that I would be mad! He tells everyone at my parents' house that he said "WHAT A D-HEAD!" Of course he used the actual word. Well, he was right. Can't fault him on that!