Every car that we’ve let her have or drive she has trashed or wrecked. We finally took the Taurus back when she had her ass attack back in May. If she’s going to be an ass then she doesn’t get the free use of the car. So she went without for a few months and somehow talked a used car lot dealer into letting her buy a used Jeep Cherokee off the “buy here – pay here” lot. It was easy to figure out which one was hers. The one at the depot parking lot with the temporary tags that expired 6 weeks ago.
So this morning I get a wake up call from hubby that he’s at the emergency room with her. She wrecked the Jeep and had to be taken to the hospital by ambulance. While reading some papers she drifted off the road and hit a brick mailbox. The car had to be towed off. The police found out that she didn’t have insurance and the tags are dead. I wish they would have taken her jail, but they sent her to the hospital for x-rays. Who is going to pay for all that?
She’s not hurt worse than whiplash. The car is totaled. Now neither she nor the boyfriend has a way to get to work. Lovely.
And now the grandson rides the bus to school and back.