I have three traffic related incident stories that this has reminded me of
The most painful is in my 20’s I lost a great friend in a tragic bus accident…
The story was pretty traumatic for me still
She was dating this guy who proposed to her and wanted her to move out of state with him. there was a second dude that i was friends with in the picture, and she asked me what I thought she should do… go with the guy she was dating or break it off and stay here .. i told her she should stick with the good guy she was dating for a number of reasons… I don’t know if that mattered to her or not, but she went with him, got married, found out in an extremely ****** up way he was cheating on her…
We were expecting her to move home and get divorced… i got a phone call from her best friend one day out of tge blue… I totally expected it to be the “ she is getting divorced call, but instead it was to tell me she got hit by a bus crossing the street down in atlanta and was brain dead… tears me up to this day…
The second is also a bus story. My old boss and her husband had a couple was extremely close friends visiting from Florida for a week. The dude was a fitness nut who never ate anything that wasn’t healthy…
That dude and his wife were staying at my bosses house rather than a hotel. He went out for a early morning run while his wife decided to sleep in.
My boss passed an accident scene about a mile from her house… she got to work only to get a call later in the day that her friend was run over by a school bus full of kids and was dead…. It was extremely sad. They only found out when his wife went looking for him and eventually the cops put 2+2 together…
The last isnt a death story… its my own traffic story… when i was in my mid 20’s i went to the outer banks with friends… we were driving a durango down… right outside of Washington on that ridiculous like ten or twelve lane highway traffic came to a total stop in our direction due to a massive accident. It was down for hours… finally they sent me to the mcdonalds we could see about a mile down the road the overpass we were on was over.
Im hiking back with like three big bags of food and a cup holder tray full of those stupid giant drinks mcdonalds had back in the 90’s… and just as i get to the hill im going to have to go up to get back on the highway traffic starts moving…. My idiot friends pulled over to the far side of the highway… i had to ******* cross that 70 mph nightmare with arms full of mcdonalds… i had to stop once to let traffic blow past… it was on my list of top 10 scariest things I’ve ever done… also **** those guys , it wasn’t funny then and it still ain’t now