Friendster Blog Created

So I submitted my blog entry. I'll let you know if they feature it. You can read it on my Friendster site, but you would need an account. So I'll save you the trouble and just display it here. This is that "great" experience I had on December 15, 2003. In rewriting the story, I realized that I don't really like this story as much as some of my other stories. Although this one is definitely high on the strangely odd scale, I think people will respond to it in very different ways. Some will think it's really funny and others will think it's really terrible. I like my stories to generally be more fun than this one turned out. I hope people will receive it that way, but I don't blame them if they don't. It's not like a tremendous story where everyone can agree on the outcome like to survive being hit by a train with minimal injury like what happened to my brother OR accidentally getting caught in Regean's presidential motorcade like what happened to my mom OR driving a car into your parents' house when you were a toddler like what happened to my dad. Anyways, I did my best in trying to bring out how strange the experience was. I'm not sure if I succeeded or not. It seems like more detail increased its intensity and diminished its humor. The story is definitely dark. Oh well, enjoy!

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This story is 100% true. I think it's ironically tragic. My friends that are girls think it's a horrible story. My friends that are guys think it's the most hilarious story ever and forwarded it to their friends. This is proof that truth can be stranger than fiction.

I was driving to work Monday morning and was heading through this empty street surrounded by warehouses and empty fields. It was a pretty quiet drive since my radio got stolen the previous day so I had all these wires hanging out of my dash. I had nearly arrived to work when I see a rabbit come out of nowhere running right towards me. Now I know what you're thinking. You're either thinking I should swerve to avoid this tiny little animal OR you're thinking I should just keep going my way cuz it beats swerving into a light pole. I tend to agree with the latter frame of mind as would most guys. But the rabbit darted out of my path so I didn't need to slow down after all. Note to self: When you see an insignificant animal running towards your car, try to slow down anyways (without swerving) even if you may not stop before you hit the animal. It didn't occur to me why the rabbit was darting randomly across the street, but that became obvious very soon as a dog appeared out of nowhere chasing the rabbit. Since the rabbit darted out of the way of my car just in time, it only left the dog charging my wheel at full speed. I didn't even have a chance to hit the brakes. I hit that dog at 40mph. I was so stunned by what happened it took me about 200 yards before I stopped. Then I realized the owner was probably near there or even saw it happen.

I reversed back to the scene. By then the owner was there. He was a middle aged man dressed in a flannel and jeans and had a beard. All I could say was that I was sorry and it came out of nowhere, I had no chance to stop. He didn't even listen and said, "Oh please help!" This I didn't even know how to respond to. His dog had no chance. I was surprised that the dog was still alive. So stupidly yet trying to be helpful, I say, "What do you want me to do?" He says, "Grab his legs!" (don't worry, they were still attached). We carried the dog to his car. Once the dog was placed in the car, he began to give the dog CPR! The man had completely lost his mind. The dog was still conscious so CPR wasn't going to help and I doubt it would have worked anyway. I was kind of freaked out at the man's behavior. I think I killed his best friend, was he going to take it out on me? An eye for an eye? All I could say was, "Sir, I'm very sorry. I had a dog die the same way." (It's true.) That's when the man looked at me for the first time and he had the dog's blood all over his face. He was obviously in shock. So was I, but for a different reason. I think that's about the time when the dog died. I could see it wasn't breathing anymore. He calmed down a bit and said, "I know it's not your fault, but I'm going to try and take her to a vet anyway...and I'm really sorry about your car."...Wha??? (He takes off.)

That's when I noticed that my car's headlight is hanging from the car by a thread. There were also a bunch of scratches on the bumper and that really hard plastic in the wheel well was completely torn out of the car. I wedged the light back into the car. It seemed secure even though some of the clips had broken. Surprisingly the light and blinker still worked. I got back in the car and the first thing I notice is the wires sticking out of the gaping hole where my radio used to be. I hate this car, I thought. Two days before, this was a nice car for an 11 year old Honda Civic. Now it was some hacked up ghetto dog killer.

I arrived at work pretty shaken up. I don't feel any guilt about what happened. I know it was only an accident. I don't feel compelled to buy this man a new dog. I figured the repairs on my car will be more so I think I will call it even. I never thought to get his information anyways. I was surprised how many people asked me if I got his information. When would I have worked that in? I can just see between puffs of air into his mangled dog, "Uh can I get your address and phone number for my insurance?" Anyways, turns out the damage exceeded the value of my car. That stupid dog totaled my car! About a week later, I was driving down the 405 freeway when I heard a "thunk" sound. That was my headlight saying goodbye to my car. That's the last straw! I bought an Acura that day. I didn't want to keep driving a dog killer anyway. I guess it worked out in the end. I like my new car alot better. I hope the man got a new dog although I doubt his dog cost as much as my car.

Final Score:
Rabbit: 1
Dog: 0
Car: 0

The Moral: Drive safe everybody and keep your dog on a leash.