I saw an accident (well, the aftermath). Now I’m traumatized (well, amused).

As I was walking to class yesterday, I saw an accident. Okay, it was the aftermath of an accident, but an accident nonetheless.

As I was leaving work to head to class, I saw this:

Megan's Meanderings Accident

Well, I saw the ambulance first (don’t worry, it was just there because it’s protocol, no one actually got hurt…that I know of) but I wasn’t able to get a picture of it, so you get this.

As I got closer, I realized the dude ran over the stop sign (not ran the stop sign…ran OVER the stop sign) and hit the tree. I’m guessing his tires slid on ice, but I can’t be sure. (For those of you not in Iowa right now, there’s no ice. This suggestion is not plausible.)

I took the following picture as I was walking past the accident. I tried to make it look like I was texting because I thought the cop would recognize me from my super-famous blog and realize I was just taking a picture to blog about the accident. Then he’d arrest me and my Thanksgiving break would be ruined. I definitely wasn’t as sneaky as I thought I was. It was obvs (obvious for you old folks) that I was taking a picture.

Megan's Meanderings Accident

I took this picture without looking so the cop wouldn't get suspicious. Not too bad of quality for not knowing where my phone was aiming. Also, I enjoy that my shadow is in the picture. It gives the photo personality.

Ha! He hit a tree. There weren’t any other cars in the vicinity (except 2 police cars) so either the policeman rear ended the guy, or he was REALLY not paying attention. Or maybe he got attacked by aliens while he was driving–we’ll never know (until I check the UNI police log and update this post).

Also, please note in the picture that the stop sign is crunched under his car. He took it OUT!

I continued walking to class as if nothing had happened. But in my head, I was planning this blog post. And giggling that a dude ran over a stop sign and into a tree. How does that happen!?

About halfway to class, I saw a tractor with a temporary stop sign drive by. I thought, “OMG that stop sign is totally for the intersection where the dude hit the tree!”

I was right.

On my way back to my car, I saw this:

Megan's Meanderings Accident Stop Sign

(I had to take another blind shot to be nonchalant. Some of my classmates were walking behind me, and I didn’t want them to know what I was doing. Not that they would have known what I was doing–besides taking a picture of a stop sign–but I didn’t want them to think I was weird. Now that I think about it, they probably already think I’m weird, so the point is moot.)

Let’s continue.

I love that the stop sign is anchored with a cinder block. It’s classy. How hard is it to put a new stop sign into the ground? I have a hammer in my car–they could have borrowed it.

And I enjoy that there are marks on the tree from the car (you can kind of see them in the picture to the left of the stop sign pole). Now every time I walk by that tree and see those marks, I’m going to remember this incident. I’m going to remember that it IS possible to run over a stop sign and hit a tree with seemingly no assistance. I love the memories I’m building at UNI–I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

Update!

Pictures after the car was removed:

Megan's Meanderings Accident

He did this to the tree. Now I'll giggle every time I walk by it.

Megan's Meanderings Accident

The fancy temporary stop sign with the damaged tree in the background. This is my idea of artistic photography.

 

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