Since the car was towed after the accident, I was left without a car to drive to the train station. I called up my dad to tell him about the accident, and of course, he was really concerned. Yet, just like always, he figured that it was my fault. Hmph!

So I told him that I didn't have a car to drive around while we were getting things worked out with insurance and everything (silly us didn't get the rental car option). He's out of town, and I know that no one at home is using his car, so I sheepishly asked, 'Daddy, can I borrow your car?"

Silence.

I knew in his mind he was contemplating a thousand things. First, I had just gotten into a car accident. Second, every time my dad rides with me in the car, he has his foot on an imaginary brake, much like the ones they have in driver's ed, pushing down on his pretend brake everytime I came to a stoplight. Third, this is his brand new car, his new baby - it's got less than 1600 miles on it - can he trust me with it? The list goes on and on...

But finally, he said, 'OK'. Then he proceeded to give me a list of 10,000 things to do and not to do with his new car. Make sure that I lock the doors. Don't park it too close to other cars. Don't go over the speed limit. Don't brake too hard. Don't leave your valuables in the car. Park it in the garage. Use the parking brake when I'm on a hill. blah blah blah.

Reminds me when I used to use the old Accord when I was living at home. I'd always get a speech, ending with, 'Make sure you use the club!' I hated that club. That was the uncoolest thing on the planet.

So yeah, I'm pimpin' out in my dad's new car, but he really has nothing to worry about beacuse I'm still in that post accident paranoia where I've becomg the driver that I've learned to despise so much - driving slow with so much space in between me and the car in front of me, checking 8 times before switching lanes, etc. Argh. I hope this phase ends quickly. I mean, I'm having road rage with MYSELF!

Posted by Yano at November 16, 2004 11:50 AM

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