Today has been a fucking ordeal.
Driving to work this morning I heard and felt a loud bang. I thought I’d gotten in an accident, but there was no impact and there were no cars around me that could have hit me. Bewildered, and in rush hour traffic, I couldn’t stop, so I kept going to work. When I got there I looked at the back of my car and saw a hole in my tail light. I was late for a dental appointment so I rushed inside.
Whoever invented the ultrasonic scaling tool should die in a fire. Not only does it feel like someone is taking a scalpel to your gums, it emits a screech that bores into your brain until you see the Hellmouth.
Ahem.
When I came back outside I looked at the tail light again. I lined up the holes and looked inside. It looked like… a bullet hole? WTF, did someone SHOOT MY CAR?
Long story short, 2 hours of police investigation including forensics dismantling my car in my work parking lot, someone shot my car.
After the police left I was shaken. It’s easy to be stoic when you have something to do. As soon as you’re left to your own devices that’s when shit goes haywire. I went back to work, where my supervisor took her own report (for my CO and higher) and then sent me home for the day to take care of the insurance claim. I knew M was waiting for me in the parking lot and he called his supervisor who told him to go home to be with me.
We ended up having a pretty pleasant day. The weather was amazing, so we bbq’d hot dogs and ate them in the Catio. After lunch I called my insurance company, and then I had nothing on my plate. I’ve been sitting in silence a lot today mostly because I don’t want to fill my head with noise while I’m trying to process what happened. Like if the shot was fired a second sooner it would have gone through the passenger window and hit me. It’s surreal to think about. I did some cross stitch in the Catio while M reassembled his dirt bike after winter maintenance. We made dinner. I baked cookies. I finished watching Encanto and bawled my eyes out (pretty sure catharsis was involved).
Tomorrow My supervisor told me I could stay home, but I’m electing to go into work (its one of my new coworker’s last day before she’s on maternity leave, and I kinda want to be around for the connection). I have to take my car in for appraisal at 1pm, so hopefully that won’t take long and I’ll have an early start to the weekend.
And I’m getting a motherfucking bubble tea. I’ve been wanting one since Tuesday, and god damn it, I deserve it.
I need to get to sleep.
OH! I had a horrible dream last night, too. I was out on my bike and ended up sort of integrating into a group of riders, who ended up following me home, but then were rude and kind of awful so I kicked them out. Except one guy wouldn’t leave, and he started making advances to assault me, and I woke up kicking my legs like I was fighting for my life. That was totally unsettling. Fortunately I didn’t launch a cat into the air in the kicking. But he was definitely disturbed.
Okay, good night now.
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