A (not so) funny thing happened to me when I was delivering flowers on Wednesday.
Actually, two things, one right after another. And both were my fault–kind of.
I pulled up to a house in the country to deliver some flowers. I parked in the driveway.
I got out of the van, and closed the door.
I opened the side door, pulled out the flower arrangement, and closed the side door.
I walked up to the porch of the house.
As I knocked on the door, I heard a loud, thundering CRASH!
I looked to see where the crash came from…and there was the van, up against the garage.
It had traveled, unmanned, approximately 20 feet, and crashed into the garage door.
I have made probably thousands of flower deliveries. I have a safe and perfect driving record.
Why, on this particular day, would I somehow forget to put the van in “Park” before exiting the vehicle?
I mean, that’s just stupid.
But even more than that…
How in the world could I leave the van in “Drive”, get out of it, close the door, open the side door, pull out flowers, and close the side door…all while the van (still in gear) did not move an inch, but rather waited until I was well away to start idling forward??
I mean–when you leave a car in “Drive” and take your foot off the brake, it should move forward…RIGHT??? If the van had started moving when I tried to get out, that would have signaled to me that I had forgotten to put the van in “Park”, and I would have corrected the situation before colliding with the garage door.
So…not only did I do something stupid…but the delayed reaction of the van prevented me from knowing I’d done something stupid until it was too late. NO FAIR.
It felt like I was being punk’d by the fates or something. (If I believed in the fates.)
Thankfully, no one was home at the time. That would have made things even more ironic. “Sorry about your garage, ma’am, but…here are your flowers!”
Also, thankfully, the shop was very gracious about it. After 30 years in business, I guess this wasn’t the only mishap they’d seen. They assured me that their insurance would fully cover the damage. And they didn’t fire me. And I heard afterward that the garage owners were gracious about it, too.
But that isn’t the end of the story. I mentioned two stupid things that happened, one right after the other, didn’t I?
*Sigh* Oh, all right.
As I got into the van and backed out of the driveway…I got the van stuck in a drainage ditch, and had to call the shop to come pull me out.