The craziest thing just happened to the hubby.
He was on his way to work, driving in the left lane on the highway, when a car about 50 feet in front of him made a hard-left into the median for no apparent reason at all. Major crash, major screeching of the tires to get around it. Being a responsible and caring man, the hubby pulled over about a block in front of the wreck, called 9-1-1, and got out of his car to see if the driver was OK. As he was describing the incident to the 9-1-1 operator, the driver of the car jumped out of his car and started running at the hubby. The remainder of his phone call went something like this, on his end:
Oh, the guy's getting out of his car...ARE YOU OK?...uh...I don't know if I should stay here...there's a giant guy in a do-rag running at me...Uuuuuuuuuaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Holy crap! He just jumped in a silver Infinity with a blond girl driving it and they sped off! What the???
Apparently, the Infinity stopped in front of the hubby's car, so he didn't notice it. He said it looked like she was there specifically to be a getaway driver for the guy. Huh??
What the heck?? Thank goodness the hubby wasn't hurt! He left his phone number for the police to contact him, and I'm fairly certain he'll end up in court as a witness to whatever the heck this turned out to be. Why would someone crash their car on purpose? There weren't any policemen chasing them or anything. I'm so confused, but also incredibly grateful that I'll have my hubby back at the end of the day and that he wasn't beat up or trampled by a giant man in a do-rag. That was a close one!
4 weeks ago