Gut Rumbles
 

December 05, 2005

a close one

I THOUGHT I had an AA meeting to attend in Statesboro tonight. I left home in a pouring rainstorm, made it to what I THOUGHT was the proper location 30 minutes early and couldn't find the meeting. I asked a sweet young thing on the first floor if she knew where the meeting might be, and she sent me to the third floor of the building.

I went there and didn't see anything resembling an AA meeting in any of the rooms. No coffee pot anywhere was a dead giveaway. I started back to the elevator when I met a nicely-dressed, dapper-looking man in the hallway. Hell--- he looked like he COULD be a drunk (drunks will fool ya that way), so I asked HIM about the meeting.

"I think that's on Tuesday," he said. I showed him my list of meetings, and it damn sure said Monday AND Tuesday on it. I was in the right place, too. "Well, they meet on the second floor. If there's a meeting, you'll find it there."

I thanked the guy and went to the second floor. No meeting there, either. I waited around until five minutes after the meeting was scheduled to start before I gave up. I left the building and drove back home.

I wasn't really pissed. After the rain quit, I had a pleasant drive to Statesboro, and the trip got me out of the house. That's always a good thing.

But I almost had a terrible wreck on the way home.

I was all the way to Highway 21 between Springfield and Rincon when I saw a bunch of tail lights and warning flashers on the right side of the road ahead of me. A cop car with blue lights flashing came tearing across the median and sped toward the scene. I slowed down and eased over into the left lane.

About the time that I realized there was a terrible wreck up there, the jackass in front of me stood on his brakes and STOPPED in the left lane, right beside a car that was stopped in the right lane. I was looking at a roadblock.

I hit my brakes and started sliding and fishtailing on the wet pavement. I wasn't certain I could stop before I slammed into one of the cars in front of me, so I started looking for a place to bail as I fought the wheel to keep from going into a spin. I saw a guardrail to my left and another car to my right.

Nowhere to go.

Just about the time I made up my mind to eat the guardrail rather than hit another car, I got everything back under control and stopped a good two feet from the car in front of me. I was perfectly calm---downright SERENE--- except for a burning desire to drag that rubber-necking sumbitch out of the car in front of me and beat the living shit out of him for stopping in the road the way he did.

I was almost home before I wondered... could I have done that bit of stunt-driving if I had been drinking? If not, my happy ass would probably be in jail right now, with a fistfull of tickets, a DUI and a potential lawsuit for whiplash on my hands. Bejus! That would be pure ugliness on the half-shell.

I think my Higher Power was sending me a message tonight.

Comments

Yer right.
HP was in the passenger seat.
Good job.

Posted by: Horrabin on December 5, 2005 10:28 PM

Yeah you can't die til you teach me to shoot and I get to hug your sober happy ass!

Posted by: livey on December 5, 2005 10:32 PM

What higher power would that be A-man? Bejus or Jeebus?

Posted by: gravdigr on December 6, 2005 12:12 AM

You'll find you get a lot of those what some friends of mine call 'God-shots' if you pay attention. Not all as dramatic as this one, mind you, but that's one hell of a start!!
=]

Posted by: Marianne on December 6, 2005 01:08 AM

Rob, I would have crashed and burned.. I haven't had a a DL in 25 years. My prison time hasn't been wonderful either.
I really respect you, and God bless you!
I have been given four years to live, I just dont want to die in prison, I think 13 years is plenty, nevery hurt anyone but my family.. Love ya brother
Murry

Posted by: Murry on December 6, 2005 04:04 AM

"I think my Higher Power was sending me a message tonight."

He'll do that from time to time.

Like when you fall asleep at the wheel (again) and wake up as your car is sliding under an 18 wheeler. You hear a slight crunch as your car connects with the wheels of the rig, then you gently pull away.

Later, when you inspect your car for damage, the only thing you can find is a scrape in the door molding and a small chunk of passenger side mirror missing.

Yes, He most certainly looks out for us fools...

Posted by: Jay G on December 6, 2005 08:48 AM

hey, looks like you got your AA meeting after all.

Posted by: og on December 6, 2005 09:42 AM

Thank [insert name for higher power] for sobriety!

Isn't it funny how when you're doing good, good happens?

Posted by: Jane on December 6, 2005 10:02 AM

Glad to hear you were okay!!!

Posted by: Lisa on December 6, 2005 11:52 AM

Glad your Higher Power was helping drive!

Posted by: stu on December 6, 2005 04:42 PM
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