damn 18-wheelers

So I got in a wreck today. Um sort of.

I've always hated 18-wheeler truck drivers. They either push you out of a lane into the wall, or they speed up so that you can't get over...or they're just there.

So today I'm driving down 75, trying to get to work and all of a sudden it sounds like I've driven over a piece of metal. Metal it was. It was the axil off this 18-wheeler. And not only did I run over it, as well as seven other people, but it bent my front right passenger RIM, did damage underneath my car (still not sure exactly what), blew a hole in my back right passenger RIM, slashed its tire, and bent my exhaust pipe. Did I mention that seven other people hit this thing too? Did I also mention that when I drove from the side of the highway to the Nissan dealership, that my car was shaking uncontrollably?

All along the freeway, cars started to line up with blow outs and other miscellaneous problems due to this guy's axil that had fallen off of his rig. Four people had to be towed away...because there cars wouldn't start.

It scared the shit out of me. When I hit it, it was like this huge, loud thump and not only did that scare me...but when my car started veering out of control...I started to freeze...in the middle lane...of highway traffic...as everyone was going 70+.

I pulled over behind this guy who had already begun to change his tire. There was a cop about 50 feet behind me and sooner or later, he made his way behind me. Then the truck driver came and was like here's my information.

Long story short...my car is not driveable. I have a rental and I see this rental in my future for the next month. The body shop guy was giving me a guesstimate of how long everything would take and also telling me by looking at my car, what was damaged, and with a grin he said...maybe you'll get a new car.

While a new car sounds nice...I want Big Blue back.


Update...
So I went to the doctor on Wednesday...already knew something was wrong...just needed the doctor to confirm. I really need to make some serious decisions about my life soon...or my health will really be affected. I am on the verge of Type II diabetes...and my doctor said that if I didn't want to have to take pills for the rest of my life this early...that I needed to get my blood pressure down (which was super high, also due to stress), and start eating right and lose weight and show improvement over the next six months. Not to mention, some of my labs turned up abnormal. I told Stein Mart that I needed my hours to be cut and I hope that they understand that my health comes first before making any money. We'll see how that goes today when I go into work.

Wednesday and today have proven to be difficult days for me. Hopefully more luck will come my way. Maybe I'll win the lotto...or maybe I'll get a different job...or maybe I'll meet someone to calm my nerves. Who knows.

In other news
...on the plus side...I'm looking forward to the crawfish boil at Carrie and Tracey's house this Saturday. I'll be going after work. And not next week, but the week after...I'll be taking a week-long vacation to Houston. I'm excited. I need the time off.

I'm out.