Accidentally...

Hey yous, How are my favorite readers doing? Good to see and hear you liked the pics from Naija. I think I have just discovered me a new talent, accidentally.

Speaking of accidents, I have been having quite a few since I came back from Nigeria uhum...yes. Infact I declare that 'No weapon formed or fashioned against me can follow me past Murtala Mo'mmed'. N'gwa nu say Amen now?

For real tho', it just seems like too many mishaps have been straying dangerously close to my reef. From Financial accidents (that means...ah ne'er mind) to a car accident. Yes oh! Yours truly was doing the long dastardly commute to work on Wednesday when she saw a cyclist who looked like he'd been hit by a car. So this is on the A406...Londoners, you know what that road is like in the mornings, stop...go...stop...go...accident...swap insurance details ...go ...overtake ...stop ...undertake ...go. So as I was saying, whilst we stopping and going, I thought 'why don't just take a good look at the cyclist?'. At this point, the cyclist was being covered with a sheet...Might have been the cold, might have been that he had actually passed on. (I hope not tho'). Maybe I could have lent a helping hand even. So as I was craning my neck to get a better look...guess what? Bang! I had driven into the guy in front of me.

Now remember, I done told you I had had a few financial accidents already. So the dude in the car I hit comes out. I didn't even move. So he takes a look at his car and behold there lies a glorious dent. He comes over, all this time, yours truly is sitting quietly, not moving. He then comes over and the following ensues:

Dude: You just hit me.
Me with all the confidence I could muster:Hunh? (Duhhhh I really needed to be told that! Pshew!)
Me: Can we fix this without involving my Insurance company?
Dude's writing my car details by now. I'm struggling to present a calm exterior.
Dude: I dont know, its a courtesy car from Audi.
Me: Ose i we! (Ishan exclamation for 'God's not sleeping')
Dude: Pardon?
Me:Stutter-rapid think-despair...Oh nothing.
Dude: So who is your Insurer? You are insured right?
Me: My whole life and everything inside it!!!

See now, if it was the Dude's own car, I know a couple of mechys that could fix that easily. but Audi, see they charge you mega-bucks just for looking at your car. I know cos I have a friend who drives an Audi and each time he takes it for fixing at his dealers we talking £500 upwards. Oh, don't forget that my Insurance premium also goes up immediately my Insurer is aware I've had an accident. Needless to say, my brain didn't do anywork that day apart from mathematical calculations. I mean how broke can I get?

I called Audi, asked...no pleaded... with them not to contact my Insurers but to give me a figure. Dude couldn't take the car in that day for them to look at it as he had an important job to do so they said they'd get back to me the next day. Its been 2 days and they haven't contacted me so you guys pray with me that somehow, someway they'd forget or loose my details or something. Can I get an Amen on that!




The funniest part of everything is after some particularly hot tears had made their way to the front of my eyes, I was able to say 'Thank you Lord. Thanks because it could have been worse. Thanks because you said in all things, give thanks. And finally thanks because, accidentally, You can make Audi loose my details.'

At some point next week, I shall be blogging about my friends. My sister-friends. Make sure you catch that.