He Said, She Said
About a month ago, Brian's car was in the shop. He drives a 1979 Mercedes that he inherited from his grandpa so whenever he takes it in for repairs, the Mercedes dealership loans him a brand new Mercedes to tide him over until he gets his car back. It's by far my favorite perk of owning that car. This time Brian decided we should take the loaner car up for a drive in the mountains so we headed west. It was a gloomy day, raining on and off. We got to the top of Vail Pass and were heading down when the heavens opened and released an unrelenting torrential downpour. Brian immediately slowed down because our windshield wipers were not fast enough to allow us to see...
Now that I've set the scene, let me add a side comment. We are about to witness a series of accidents due to hydroplaning. All of this while driving a car that costs more than I make in a year; a car that we are borrowing. These factors caused an influx of stress and adrenaline which I have now learned can warp one's view of reality. We got home and relayed the event to friends and family only to discover that we had different versions.
Brian says:
"I slowed down immediately because I couldn't see and a blue Subaru lost control and veered to the left. Then a truck lost control and veered to the right. Suddenly a black sports car slid past us from behind, slid in front of us and hit the truck".
Jaime says:
"Brian slowed down immediately and suddenly a black sports car came careening from behind us, it slid in front of us and hit the guard rail on the right. Then a truck suddenly appeared from behind us sliding out of control. He suddenly veered to the right, ran over the top of the black sports car and up onto the guard rail. I didn't even notice the blue Subaru on the left".
Folks, this has been a pretty big argument in our house. We both insist on our stories 100% and both state we can remember it like it we were still there. It's so infuriatingly frustrating because I KNOW I'm right. That truck did NOT hit first and it most definitely ran over the top of the black car and up onto the guard rail. I know this because I remember being so shocked to witness it. I used to say that when I got to heaven, the first thing I was going to do is ask to see a time-lapse video of the formation of the world focusing on the national parks but, as it stands right now, my first statement when I am reunited with Jesus is, "Please tell me that I am right, and he is wrong".
~sigh~ At least no one hit us and thank goodness for the new tires that kept us from losing control. I was not planning on owning a $45,000 car at this point in my life; let alone one that had just been wrecked.
It just goes to show you how unreliable testimonies can be after a stressful situation. It makes you wonder how the judicial system correctly punishes people.
On another note, I've encountered the song "Call Me Maybe" more than usual this week and thought I'd share two of my favorite occurances:
Jimmy Fallon & Carly Rae Jepsen with The Roots - I like this better than the original
Abercrombie Boys Dancing Shirtless - this one is so ridiculous, you just have to love it
In conclusion, don't ask us what happened. It will only end in tears of frustration because I. AM. RIGHT.
Now that I've set the scene, let me add a side comment. We are about to witness a series of accidents due to hydroplaning. All of this while driving a car that costs more than I make in a year; a car that we are borrowing. These factors caused an influx of stress and adrenaline which I have now learned can warp one's view of reality. We got home and relayed the event to friends and family only to discover that we had different versions.
Brian says:
"I slowed down immediately because I couldn't see and a blue Subaru lost control and veered to the left. Then a truck lost control and veered to the right. Suddenly a black sports car slid past us from behind, slid in front of us and hit the truck".
Jaime says:
"Brian slowed down immediately and suddenly a black sports car came careening from behind us, it slid in front of us and hit the guard rail on the right. Then a truck suddenly appeared from behind us sliding out of control. He suddenly veered to the right, ran over the top of the black sports car and up onto the guard rail. I didn't even notice the blue Subaru on the left".
Folks, this has been a pretty big argument in our house. We both insist on our stories 100% and both state we can remember it like it we were still there. It's so infuriatingly frustrating because I KNOW I'm right. That truck did NOT hit first and it most definitely ran over the top of the black car and up onto the guard rail. I know this because I remember being so shocked to witness it. I used to say that when I got to heaven, the first thing I was going to do is ask to see a time-lapse video of the formation of the world focusing on the national parks but, as it stands right now, my first statement when I am reunited with Jesus is, "Please tell me that I am right, and he is wrong".
~sigh~ At least no one hit us and thank goodness for the new tires that kept us from losing control. I was not planning on owning a $45,000 car at this point in my life; let alone one that had just been wrecked.
It just goes to show you how unreliable testimonies can be after a stressful situation. It makes you wonder how the judicial system correctly punishes people.
On another note, I've encountered the song "Call Me Maybe" more than usual this week and thought I'd share two of my favorite occurances:
Jimmy Fallon & Carly Rae Jepsen with The Roots - I like this better than the original
Abercrombie Boys Dancing Shirtless - this one is so ridiculous, you just have to love it
In conclusion, don't ask us what happened. It will only end in tears of frustration because I. AM. RIGHT.
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