I was in an accident last week. My bus hit an auto and it toppled over. The bus driver ran out of the back door and didn't come back. The people in the auto were ok and we, in the bus, were just annoyed that it had to happen when it was raining so hard.

 

And today, another accident.

 

Is there a patron saint of accidents?? Anyway, this time I was on my way to work and we were about 10 mins to destination. A truck tries to overtake us, my driver swerves for some reason and the truck hit/scraped a window. I was fast asleep and woke to the sound of shattering glass. Glass showered over 4 girls sitting on those seats and Squeal! Shriek! The bus stopped, the truck stopped and both the drivers proceeded to yell at each other for the next 15 minutes. Then we finally went to work. Why do people smile so much after an accident in which nobody was hurt? Adrenalin rush? Oh we live again, so let us be happy? Anyway, in the 10 minutes that it took to go back home, everybody was big grins and loudly talking of all the other accidents they/their family/their hairdresser's third cousin's great aunt had been in. Much fun.

 

This would be the third bus accident I have been in without getting hurt. I am going to run out of luck one of these days.

 

What plans for the weekend?