THIS JUST IN
Aug. 7th, 2006 02:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideAbout an hour ago, Stacey called me from Queen Anne. Stace is up here for the weekend+ for a visit and job interview. Judy has Mondays off, so they've been hanging out this morning before Stace's interview. Then, while driving Stacey to her interview, they got into a car accident.
Fortunately, everyone's okay.
With me, a commercial van ran a red light and hit the passenger side of my car in the middle of an intersection.
With Judy and Stace, the car in front of them rear-ended the car in front of them, stopping abruptly, so Judy ended up rear-ending the car in front of her.
It's surreal. John (Judy's husband) was on his way the last I talked to them. Judy and I both insisted Stace walk up the hill to her interview, since no one was physically injured, though the front of Judy's car was crumpled and has to be towed.
It's so utterly surreal, I don't know what to say. Except, I suppose: Be careful, ya'll. The air, she has bad ju-ju. Or something.
Fortunately, everyone's okay.
With me, a commercial van ran a red light and hit the passenger side of my car in the middle of an intersection.
With Judy and Stace, the car in front of them rear-ended the car in front of them, stopping abruptly, so Judy ended up rear-ending the car in front of her.
It's surreal. John (Judy's husband) was on his way the last I talked to them. Judy and I both insisted Stace walk up the hill to her interview, since no one was physically injured, though the front of Judy's car was crumpled and has to be towed.
It's so utterly surreal, I don't know what to say. Except, I suppose: Be careful, ya'll. The air, she has bad ju-ju. Or something.
