Post by Riemman on Aug 27, 2007 9:21:30 GMT -5
So yeah.
Thursday afternoonish: I leave work with the sky looking like it's going to rain. Here I am, thinking, 'Oh, a little rain might be nice. Shouldn't be too bad'. About a couple blocks from work, it starts drizzling. Nothing too bad. About a little more than halfway home, it starts pouring. And I don't mean just a heavy downpour, no, more like tropical-storm-like torrential rain. It was scary. I remember having to drive really slow cause I couldn't really see the street lanes through the rain, and had to guide myself by the taillights of the car in front of me, and noticing, while stopped at a stoplight, the wind just whipping flurries of rain around, and trees just bending over backwards in the wind.
I manage to make it home safe, but more than a little wet. Fun.
Thursday nightish: I'm sitting in my kitchen, on my computer, when the phone rings. It's Shira, calling because she's at the community college by my house and asking if she could pretty please come over because biking the threeish miles home in the tropical-storm-like rain would be bad. I tell her that in no uncertain terms she's to come to my house cause there's no way in hell that I'd let her bike home. She reaches my house half-drowned and ends up spending the night, cause the rain's really bad and it's dark out. Not good.
Friday morningish: We wake up at 5:15ish about, and are dressed and out the door by 5:30. I have to drop Shira off at home and the head to work. We try to go down the street I usually use to get to her house and almost drown my car, cause it's flooded since the street runs alongside a river, and is thus aptly called River Road. So we turn around and try to go down 25th, but there's a train stopped somewhere we can't really see, but better safe than sorry, right? So we figure if we go down far enough, we can eventually find a place where we can cross over. We head all the way down this one street before realizing we've just gone leagues out of our way and turn back. The train's still there. Going down a bit further we realize that it's a freight train that's been stopped.
We finally remember that this one street, Mannheim, goes by near Shira's house, and goes over the train yard and tracks. We're both happy and loving Mannheim at that moment, and manage to make it to the street off which her house street branches. But we can't continue, cause this one viaduct is flooded. So we end up having to turn down side streets in order to try to get to her street.
This is where it gets fun. We're coming up onto an intersection, and it's a red light. I brake, my brakes slip, and we crash into the car in front. Thankfully, the car in front was stopped and I wasn't going all that fast, cause I had been slowing down. We freak out, I'm shaking like crazy, and the other lady in the car I'd hit leaves her car with a somewhat bemused expression. She calls 911, and a nearby police car comes up to investigate. We pull into a nearby Walgreens parking lot, and end up sitting there for about forty-five minutes while the police officer talks to the other lady and fills out the accident report. Thankfully, the lady's really nice, and since her car wasn't damaged at all she tell the officer not to write me a ticket. Unfortunately, her car was big mini-van/SUV type of thing, with a high bumper/fender, whatever the hell they're called. I drive a little car. My car bumped up under hers, and the hood crumpled in. It was drivable, however, and I manage to get Shira home and then to one of the branches of her work, where she gets a ride to her branch.
Now, I had called work, saying I'd gotten into an accident and that I'd be late. I'd also called my dad. I get to work at around 8:30ish, when I'm supposed to be there at 6:45, and first thing I head to Human Resources to talk to Julie. First thing she says as I walk in, "I got your message, are you okay?" I break down in tears. Once my shakes had calmed down, I had been fine. Mostly. Then I get to work and it all goes to hell. Well, she calls my dad down and he hugs me and asks if I'm alright and everything. He tell me not to worry, that all that matters is that I'm okay. I end up eating a bowl of oatmeal with massive amounts of brown sugar in the cafeteria and going home, cause Julie said it was alright if I didn't feel up to working. I get home around 10:00, cause the most direct way home is blocked off because of the underpass, and the streetlights at this other street had gone out and traffic was moving slow. Once I'm home, I end up crashing on my bed and sleeping til 2:30, cause I was adrenaline crashing.
Now: Well, my car is very much salvageable, since the only thing that happened was the hood crumpling and the driver's side front lights getting pushed in. We took it to the mechanic on Saturday, and he said he'd get parts to replace stuff sometime today from a junkyard, so I have no car until later today or maybe tomorrow. But that's okay.
The storm also knocked down a whole bunch of power and telephone lines. Thankfully, we still have electricity, but no phone. And no phone line means no internet, since my DSL runs through that. And we have no clue when they'll be back up. I heard that ComEd would have electricity back up sometime today, but that remains to be seen. And since electricity is of higher priority than telephone, we're stuck for a while. I'm actually currently at school, since I came to help out in cleaning out the Game Labs for the beginning of school. I got here early, so I figured I'd update and reassure you all that I'm still alive. =) Mooching school WiFi is always good.
So, huggleglomps to everyone, cause I have no clue when I'll be back on a regular basis.
Love, Rie
Thursday afternoonish: I leave work with the sky looking like it's going to rain. Here I am, thinking, 'Oh, a little rain might be nice. Shouldn't be too bad'. About a couple blocks from work, it starts drizzling. Nothing too bad. About a little more than halfway home, it starts pouring. And I don't mean just a heavy downpour, no, more like tropical-storm-like torrential rain. It was scary. I remember having to drive really slow cause I couldn't really see the street lanes through the rain, and had to guide myself by the taillights of the car in front of me, and noticing, while stopped at a stoplight, the wind just whipping flurries of rain around, and trees just bending over backwards in the wind.
I manage to make it home safe, but more than a little wet. Fun.
Thursday nightish: I'm sitting in my kitchen, on my computer, when the phone rings. It's Shira, calling because she's at the community college by my house and asking if she could pretty please come over because biking the threeish miles home in the tropical-storm-like rain would be bad. I tell her that in no uncertain terms she's to come to my house cause there's no way in hell that I'd let her bike home. She reaches my house half-drowned and ends up spending the night, cause the rain's really bad and it's dark out. Not good.
Friday morningish: We wake up at 5:15ish about, and are dressed and out the door by 5:30. I have to drop Shira off at home and the head to work. We try to go down the street I usually use to get to her house and almost drown my car, cause it's flooded since the street runs alongside a river, and is thus aptly called River Road. So we turn around and try to go down 25th, but there's a train stopped somewhere we can't really see, but better safe than sorry, right? So we figure if we go down far enough, we can eventually find a place where we can cross over. We head all the way down this one street before realizing we've just gone leagues out of our way and turn back. The train's still there. Going down a bit further we realize that it's a freight train that's been stopped.
We finally remember that this one street, Mannheim, goes by near Shira's house, and goes over the train yard and tracks. We're both happy and loving Mannheim at that moment, and manage to make it to the street off which her house street branches. But we can't continue, cause this one viaduct is flooded. So we end up having to turn down side streets in order to try to get to her street.
This is where it gets fun. We're coming up onto an intersection, and it's a red light. I brake, my brakes slip, and we crash into the car in front. Thankfully, the car in front was stopped and I wasn't going all that fast, cause I had been slowing down. We freak out, I'm shaking like crazy, and the other lady in the car I'd hit leaves her car with a somewhat bemused expression. She calls 911, and a nearby police car comes up to investigate. We pull into a nearby Walgreens parking lot, and end up sitting there for about forty-five minutes while the police officer talks to the other lady and fills out the accident report. Thankfully, the lady's really nice, and since her car wasn't damaged at all she tell the officer not to write me a ticket. Unfortunately, her car was big mini-van/SUV type of thing, with a high bumper/fender, whatever the hell they're called. I drive a little car. My car bumped up under hers, and the hood crumpled in. It was drivable, however, and I manage to get Shira home and then to one of the branches of her work, where she gets a ride to her branch.
Now, I had called work, saying I'd gotten into an accident and that I'd be late. I'd also called my dad. I get to work at around 8:30ish, when I'm supposed to be there at 6:45, and first thing I head to Human Resources to talk to Julie. First thing she says as I walk in, "I got your message, are you okay?" I break down in tears. Once my shakes had calmed down, I had been fine. Mostly. Then I get to work and it all goes to hell. Well, she calls my dad down and he hugs me and asks if I'm alright and everything. He tell me not to worry, that all that matters is that I'm okay. I end up eating a bowl of oatmeal with massive amounts of brown sugar in the cafeteria and going home, cause Julie said it was alright if I didn't feel up to working. I get home around 10:00, cause the most direct way home is blocked off because of the underpass, and the streetlights at this other street had gone out and traffic was moving slow. Once I'm home, I end up crashing on my bed and sleeping til 2:30, cause I was adrenaline crashing.
Now: Well, my car is very much salvageable, since the only thing that happened was the hood crumpling and the driver's side front lights getting pushed in. We took it to the mechanic on Saturday, and he said he'd get parts to replace stuff sometime today from a junkyard, so I have no car until later today or maybe tomorrow. But that's okay.
The storm also knocked down a whole bunch of power and telephone lines. Thankfully, we still have electricity, but no phone. And no phone line means no internet, since my DSL runs through that. And we have no clue when they'll be back up. I heard that ComEd would have electricity back up sometime today, but that remains to be seen. And since electricity is of higher priority than telephone, we're stuck for a while. I'm actually currently at school, since I came to help out in cleaning out the Game Labs for the beginning of school. I got here early, so I figured I'd update and reassure you all that I'm still alive. =) Mooching school WiFi is always good.
So, huggleglomps to everyone, cause I have no clue when I'll be back on a regular basis.
Love, Rie
Much with the glomping, and hope the car survives its surgery alright.
