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I was out in the parts truck doing deliveries, sitting at a red light on 41 up by Day's Chevrolet and the Walmart. Suddenly, whammo! Pull over into a little strip mall, and this feller in a black Datsun pickup had V-ed the front of his truck on my trailer hitch. Coolant spewing everywhere, fan blades shorn off, lights busted, fenders all cocked out....
Didn't want to, but I asked if we could call the police, since it was a company truck he had impaled his on. Cop mentions, as he's writing the whole scene up, that he drives a Saturn Ion, so we start BSing about Saturn and the hopes of a Saturn pickup. He made fun of me for driving a Silverado with Saturn logos and Cadillac wheels. Oh well.
Poor feller got a following too closely citation that the cop didn't wanna give him. I told him the hookup on getting a radiator for his truck and offered him a lift, but luckily he wasn't too far away from home. Turns out him and his buddy work for a company that's taking Doraville apart (the GM plant, not the town), so all of us were BSing about GM, the US economy, and the bailout. Fun little conversation.
Made it through without a scratch on my person, though the parts truck was a bit chewed up on the bumper. Of course, my very next stop I managed to trip and fall in the parking lot and freaking KO my damn knee on some gravel. I guess I just got more grace on my *** with a wheel in my hands than on my feet.
Didn't want to, but I asked if we could call the police, since it was a company truck he had impaled his on. Cop mentions, as he's writing the whole scene up, that he drives a Saturn Ion, so we start BSing about Saturn and the hopes of a Saturn pickup. He made fun of me for driving a Silverado with Saturn logos and Cadillac wheels. Oh well.
Poor feller got a following too closely citation that the cop didn't wanna give him. I told him the hookup on getting a radiator for his truck and offered him a lift, but luckily he wasn't too far away from home. Turns out him and his buddy work for a company that's taking Doraville apart (the GM plant, not the town), so all of us were BSing about GM, the US economy, and the bailout. Fun little conversation.
Made it through without a scratch on my person, though the parts truck was a bit chewed up on the bumper. Of course, my very next stop I managed to trip and fall in the parking lot and freaking KO my damn knee on some gravel. I guess I just got more grace on my *** with a wheel in my hands than on my feet.
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