What a Jacka$$

So I got rear-ended yesterday. I was just sitting there patiently waiting for the car in front of me to make it's turn, and the guy behind me apparently does not have the unending patience I do, because he plowed right into me. I had no idea it was coming, which is a good thing because I didn't tense up, but a bad thing because at first I had no idea what the hell happened. Then I look up and see a Nissan Extera on my a$$. So we both get out of our cars...I'm checking out my bumper and it takes this guy about three minutes to even ask if I was alright. He was wearing a fire department shirt...you would think he might care that he has just rear ended a nice person like me. So I call the cops while he just stands there saying the f-word under his breath. We pull off to a side road and wait for the police. He never even said he was sorry. I just can't believe how jerky this guy was. Now I have to take all this time our of MY day to take my car in for an estimate, call the insurance company, take it in for repairs....At least I am okay. I don't seem to have suffered any whiplash either, which is good because that is a bit*h.

Hopefully the weekend will be better. It's our fantasy draft tomorrow. Although it just won't be the same without Mrs. EyeCanSee. I've never drafted without her present as the fellow female in the league. This move she made is really putting a damper on things I once counted on. I miss you tons!