January 12, 2000

Oh, Deer!

I have... a new computer! This is going to be one of the longest work days ever. When I got here at eleven, the shipping department called me to let me know it was waiting there for me. So when I go to lunch, I'll drive over and load it up in my car. Then I have to wait until I get out of work to take it home and start playing with it. Ack!

In other news, I hit a deer while driving home from work on Friday. I was driving home along a back road -- mistake! Now, my night vision is pretty sucky, so I was nearly up on them before I saw several forms running across the road in front of me. I tried to stop, but hit one of them. Or it hit me, it was pretty equal. I hate that feeling. It bounced off my car, then got up and tried to run away. I pulled over, and a nice old lady pulled over behind me. As I was unhurt, and my car was still running, I got out to let her know that everything was okay.

She was panicked. "Oh no! You don't ever get out of your car when you hit a deer and didn't kill it! It could come attack you!" Now, I don't know how true that is. I mean, I can see getting attacked if you wander off looking for it, and find it hurt on the side of the road. But I can't see a deer waiting in the shadows with a broken leg thinking, "C'mon bitch. Just get outta the car. I'll show you hit and run..." Nonetheless, I was already a little panicked myself, and I started jumping at shadows.

On her advice, I called the county sheriff, and waited for the deputy to show up and take my accident report. I had hoped he would go try and find the deer (before it could wreak vengeance on some harmless human!), and put it out of its misery. No such luck. He apparently knew what my good Samaritan old lady did. Gun or no gun, he wasn't interested in facing the wrath of Bambo.

I got off lucky. I haven't gotten the car fixed yet, but it looks mostly cosmetic. Although... I live near the woods, and when I came home last night I heard muttering as I got out of the car, and saw antler-shaped silhouettes disappearing around the corner of my house... Posted by Lisa at January 12, 2000 12:35 PM

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