The Accidental Pedestrian

It's not every day that I cause car accidents, but today was such a day. I had come to the edge of College Street, right by the Af Am, and paused, when a car (Car #1) slowed to a stop for me. I took that as my cue to cross. Halfway through crossing, the car beeped at me. In the dark of the night, I couldn't tell if it was a "Hey, I know you, you're my friend!" beep, or a "Could you hurry this up?" beep. I didn't have a chance to find out because right when I got to the other side of the tiny street, the car behind Car #1 (Car #2) screeched and banged into Car #1. Car #2 had hit Car #1 for stopping for me. It was quite the audible hit. Everyone seemed fine, and no cars were wrecked, but it sounded like more than just a few scratches to the car. I did not stick around to see either drivers get out and exchange information, and probably tidbits on how to track me down. At times like this, I really wish that my campus was just a little bigger, so that the ire of these two people could not be directed at me.

Now experts of the law (both of the USA and that of our Hebrew Lord)- I didn't actually do anything wrong, right? I don't think so at least. I didn't see any reason to stick around except to get yelled at, but apparently, my guy friends are a lot less sympathetic than their counterparts of the fairer sex when they hear my story...

Mac: That's like a hit and run. Except you didn't hit, you just ran.


Brian: You just left!? What if the police want to talk to you?

Moi: Well, I didn't hit the car.

Brian: Do you think it'd be ok if someone just jumped out in front of traffic and yelled "Whee! Look at me!" and caused accidents all day? They could just say, "I didn't hit the car!"

Next on my agenda: Forest fires.