Lawyer Drivers

I got into my first car accident. I hit Lindsay's car while backing out of the driveway. He was very nice about it. The side of his car was scraped, but mine suffered no damage except for a dirt streak that washed off.

It seems odd that in an accident between a tiny car and a big van, only the big van suffered damage. Lindsay refused my offer to pay for repairs, but I'm going to insist. The last thing I want is to feel guilty every time I look at his car.

The accident happened because I forgot that his van was on my driveway. I just backed up as always. The visibility in my car is poor and I hate backing up in it, but I've memorized just how to turn the wheel so that I don't crash into the brick posts that the idiot who owned my house before me built on both sides of the driveway. I was so busy worrying about the brick posts that I didn't notice the big van.

On the subject of lawyer drivers, we were coming back from dinner when we were passed by a firetruck and two ambulances. Jokingly, I said, "Let's chase them." It was just a lawyer joke. Lindsay said okay and off we went in hot pursuit. That was my first chase, but Lindsay had done it before. He did say, though, that we weren't chasing them, we were following them. That seems like a distinction without a difference. Anyway, it was anti-climatic. They stopped at a house and went inside. We just kept driving. It was just as well, Lindsay didn't have any business cards with him.