Sunday, February 17, 2008

Open Letter to the car who splashed me on purpose

Dear Silver Car:

It's a long block with narrow sidewalks and big puddles in all the gutters. There were about a dozen pedestrians walking down the street at the time. You could have splashed anyone or everyone. So what exactly made you choose to speed up and make a big splash only as you passed me, but drive at a reasonable non-splashing speed when passing everyone else?

3 comments:

laura k said...

Wow, that sucks. Can you give details on the aftermath? Like, were you on your way somewhere and had to go home and change your clothes? Were you near home? And etc.

impudent strumpet said...

On the way home, luckily (if I'd been on the way out, especially if I was in makeup and my hair mattered, I would have had to turn back and redo everything), and on my own street. My jeans had to go in the wash even though I only got half an hour's wear out of them, and my coat will probably have to be dry cleaned. I got dripping wet, which looked really funny since it wasn't actually raining at the time. If I'd had a free hand I would have taken a picture of the car, but I was carrying four bags of groceries so I couldn't get at my phone on time. Actually, I'm surprised my ipod survived undamaged, because it lives in my coat pocket on the side I got splashed on.

laura k said...

OMG. I hope you had plenty of Eddie Izzard around later.