This week as I was driving along, a car tried to cross the turning lane in front of a big truck stopped at a light and didn't see a car coming in the turning lane. I saw both cars speeding toward each other a second before it happened but could do nothing. It wasn't enough force to hurt either driver but the cars were now damaged, their sleek and glossy exteriors now slightly crumpled and smashed. As traffic moved on I saw the look on the face of the driver . . . a combination of anger and resignation. I wondered about what the rest of their days would look like . . . would they pass on their frustration to co-workers, loved ones? Would they be relieved to have an excuse to miss work or bail on unwanted commitments? Would they now have to make touch financial choices on limited budgets?
Last night I was unloading some gear from the back of my 4 Runner and I neglected to close the rear hatch before shutting my automatic garage door. I heard grinding and creaking but didn't realize what was happening until cables snapped, the door was bent off its rails, and now my garage door won't close.
But on the positive side, now a garage repairman will have food on his table for a day, and I might learn something about fixing garage doors myself. Do you agree with what Gary Oldman's character "Zorg" says about destruction in this clip from The 5th Element?
